I used to get them all. Some days were so bad they were two baggers. When ever I most wanted to look my best I would break out with the nastiest looking eruptions anyone has ever seen. I just knew that anyone who saw me would immediately just turn away and puke.
Hey, everybody gets a zit or two right. But, I’m not talking about pimples. When I get a blemish it occupies half my face. I had a boyfriend once who wanted to take a picture of a boil on my face to show to his professor. No he wasn’t a med student he was studying to be a volcanologist.
Okay you get the idea. I get some nasty zits and for the longest time I thought it was my fault. Like something I ate or maybe I am using the wrong soap or not enough soap or not enough loofah or maybe I should substitute the loofah for some emmery cloth.
Some days I didn’t even want to look in a mirror. I just knew it was not going to be pretty.
I tried every medication known to man but none of them did much more than cover up my embarrassments. It wasn’t until I realized that the cause of my complexion problems were inside me not on the surface, that I began to see and understand the real problem. Putting gunk on puss geysers only made more puss geysers.
I love Yosemite but I didn’t need old faithful on my chin. I found out that my breakouts were just that breakouts. There were things going on inside my body that I didn’t understand and those things were the root cause of my problems.
I finally took a stand and said: “Not in My Body You Don’t!” and from that day forward I began to deal effectively and permenantly with my complexion problems. Within months of working a simple program my complexion cleared up and I was able to go out of the house totally bag-less.
My boyfriend, the volcanologist, well lets just say we came to a meeting of the minds. He’s off taking some mountains temperature and I’m off to take a very different kind of temperature. I am so much more confident now that I have come out of the bag so to speak and I am meeting new and interesting people. I still haven’t found Mr. Right but kissing frogs is a lot more fun than it used to be.
I found the program, that I owe my new found freedom to, on the Internet. There is a link to it under my picture if you are interested. It may not work as well for you, but my guess is that it will, and it’s a whole lot cheaper than all those other crazy things I tried. I reccomend this program to anyone who will listen. For me it was a God sent and worth every penny I paid for it.
