I fell pretty, oh so pretty!

As I've mentioned, I have been having a horrible time with my skin. When I went off the pill in November, I read a lot of horror stories from women who did the same and ended up with horrible hormonal acne. My skin stayed flawless and clear until February, so I thought I was in the clear.

Wrong.

A lot of people gave me shit for going back on the pill, but until you have acne, you don't understand the lengths you will go to to get rid of it.

When you have acne as an adult, it keeps you from wanting to do things and go places. It makes you not want to have your picture taken. It interferes with your dating life. You don't want to go on a date when you're having a horrible breakout. You don't want your boyfriend to sleep over and see how horrible your face is going to look like without makeup. It's hard not to fall into a depression when your entire life revolves around whether or not you're going to wake up with worse skin than the day before.

Nothing worked. No changes in my diet helped. No over the counter treatments made it any better for any length of time. No natural treatments worked. Nothing.

This in combination with my never-ending period was putting over the edge--crazy lunatic style.

I somehow managed to get into my dermatologist due to a cancellation. Otherwise, I would have had to wait until September...Sweet jesus...She prescribed Differin and another topical that my sister also uses.

Did you know that Differin costs 300 dollars for a small tube?! Thank god I have insurance. (For the Differin and the many hospital trips I make because I'm a freaking hypochondriac. They won't even give me an EpiPen because they say I'll "abuse it". lol)

It was hard at first and dried out my skin, but I figured out a routine that is working really well. After only two weeks of using the chemical laden miracle creams, my face is recognizable again. For the first time in months, I feel pretty!

The Debbie Downer in me thinks that my face will probably fall off next week.