Dealing with Problematic Skin

Hi. Taking pictures of my own self makes me very uncomfortable – but I’m doing this for you. Enjoy.

“Your nose is so shiny!”

Yeah, I know, thanks. Ma gerd, the number of times I’ve had people point out my “shiny”, A.K.A. oily, nose to me, you’d think I was the second-coming of Rudolph the Red-nosed reindeer or something. All together now! “Aime, the Oil-slicked Nose Girl/Had a very shiny schnoz…” LOL.

“Maybe she’s born with it. Maybe it’s Maybelline”?  NO. I may have used Maybelline products to cover my skin up but I was born with combination skin, which then blossomed into acne-prone skin as I hit puberty. THANKS, PUBERTY! NOT!

In the (almost) nude: the only thing I have on my face is moisturizer and lip balm.
I’ve got an oily T-zone, wide pores galore, stubborn-ass blackheads on my nose; and a spattering of whiteheads on my forehead and jawline every once in a while.

Anyway, as I hit my twenties, my skin just got worse. I tried my best to cover it up with make-up, because I thought my teenage break-out phase was just having an extended hissy fit; but my mother made me go to the dermatologist because things just didn’t seem right to her.

My mom was right – so listen to your mothers, my friends! (Alright, mostly at least.) The dermatologist ended up diagnosing me with Poly-Cystic Ovary Syndrome (PCOS) which was messing up with my hormones and wreaking havoc with my skin.

I was put on medication for a few months. After I completed that, they worked on getting rid of the scarring – using topical creams and chemical peels – that had been left behind by all the acne and pimples.

I try to maintain the outcome of all that work even now. Which is not to say that my skin is still completely perfect, though. That only comes from great genetics or a fat wallet, I’m annoyed to say. I can’t deny that costlier skin-care works wonders. Now if only my wallet were as big as my waistline…

I just want to leave this post by saying that I know how some people may think that acne and pimples are “gross”; but, we need to be more sensitive around people with problematic skin. Mine was caused by something that was majorly internal. It wasn’t because my skin was “dirty” or because I didn’t wash it enough.  A little empathy goes a long way.

Also: If your skin bothers you as much as my skin did me, please – I’m telling you – go see a dermatologist. However long it might take to fix any issues, it’s so worth it.

Until next time! Stay oily!

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