I don't have a pristine white skin nor a cream and peaches complexion, but I take pride in my skin although it's not clear and smooth because pimples only show every once in a while or when my period is coming up. Pimples are the one thing that worries me especially when they pop out of the blue. One or two is enough but I frantically freak out when they pop simultaneously in places I don't normally have them. I am still okay after a week, but when my trusted beauty regimen seemed to fail or showed no sign of efficacy, I started to get paranoid.
Over-the-counter go to brands are clearly failing and my acne breakouts kept on thriving. Though some are fading after a week, two or more will pop out again. It left red blemishes, dark spots, and pimple scars which I hated the most.
However, acne breakout made me question myself. I deemed having pimples every once in a while as normal and I don't care about them like other people do. When I look at myself in the mirror, all I can see is me and my face with acne and reddish spots because people pointed it out. I was okay. I'm okay with what my face looks right now but that doesn't mean that I will leave it at that.
I'm okay with what my face looks right now but that doesn't mean that I will leave it at that.
Of course, being a self-proclaimed beauty junkie, when it comes to skin care, it bothered me a lot. Sure, it affected me for a while especially when my classmates and friends kept on asking me what happened to my face, what brand did I use that caused the breakout, etc. I myself have been theorizing what the cause might be. I've done a lot of research to what could be the problem but whenever I do that, it only made me feel bad about myself. I wonder if my face is the only thing that mattered, if my face dictates what I can do or cannot do, if my face is my limitation. Sure, I am not beauty queen material and I don't have commercial worthy, face but I believe I am beautiful.
I am not beauty queen material and I don't have commercial worthy, face but I believe I am beautiful.
Despite the acne breakout, acne marks, dark spots, oiliness of my T-zone, I still find myself beautiful. I still find myself pretty whenever I flash a smile. Does it sound conceited? Maybe. But beauty isn't skin deep. I am not saying that you should leave it that way because you are still beautiful, yes you are. Yet taking care and improving your skin is not a bad idea. It is not a bad idea to accept what your skin's state is right now. What's bad is taking it to heart to the point that limits you from doing what you love. Appearance is important, but keep in mind that it only occupies a small portion of who you are.
Appearance is important, but keep in mind that it only occupies a small portion of who you are.
Back then, I tend to be so sensitive about my skin but having breakouts despite a strict regimen made me realize that sometimes, it just happens. Acne breakouts just happen no matter what your age and social status may be. It is part of being human. What's funny is I don't find it ugly whenever I look in the mirror. Although there are days when I thought I want to peel off my face because I feel so ugly.
These feelings I realized came from within. We have bad and good days. Breakouts taught me what is important. Breakouts taught me that I'm taking pride in my skin care routine. Breakouts taught me that friends, even though they make comments about you, won't go away because you have pimples. Breakouts taught me that someone loves me the way I am despite my imperfections.
Breakouts taught me that someone loves me the way I am despite my imperfections.
Breakouts taught me that it's not so bad to accept your imperfections. Breakouts taught me that it should not be your limitation. Breakouts taught me that appearance should not be a limitation. Breakouts should be a benchmark to improve your skills, your talent, and your substance even more. Most importantly, you should love yourself more. Because if you can't accept what you look like or what you are right now, then who will?