I actually hate my spots, which may sound petty or stupid because there are obviously bigger issues in life than my pus-filled pimples but they often get me down.
When I was younger I used to cake on foundation, take little to no care of my skin and now I'm left with the wreckage of my past mistakes.
No matter how hard I try, how much water I drink, how many spot products I buy- nothing solves the problem. I try to not care, and tell myself that the only reason I see them as ugly is because society has told me to feel that way, but sometimes I feel like everyone is staring at them.
All I know is that no matter how hard I try to accept them, I will still always go to bed hoping that (by some miracle) I will wake up the next morning with clear skin.
Rant over... For now.
