Run for Your Lives! My Zit Is Taking Over the World

(www.sass-pants.com) — I guess all the nostalgia of rereading my middle school and high school journals has thrown my skin into some kind of tailspin or mega regression, because I have the worst pimple of my life on my chin right now. My husband regarded it with a mix of horror and awe, observing, “Wow, it actually changes your whole jawline.” Gee, thanks, honey. You sure know how to make a girl feel attractive.

I tweeted about it the other day, and was disappointed not to receive more sympathy. (One of my tweeple laughed at me. Rightfully so, but still! She did later mitigate her callousness with, “I think you’re hilarious for having that fun attitude about it. Those things aren’t fun, but they happen to the best of us. :-)”) I guess since I don’t actually have to leave the house to go to work and no one sees it other than Jesse, the dogs, and my friends in the congregation (who, you know, aren’t judging my skin lest their skin be judged), I don’t warrant much sympathy in this regard.

That, plus evidently I’m not the only woman outside puberty who’s dealing with this absurdity. How do I stave off both wrinkles and acne? It occurs to me that I blog about my skin kind of a lot. Well, maybe not a lot, but this isn’t the first time. On my old women’s health blog, I did a whole series on Acne Free (like Proactiv, but a lot cheaper and available at Costco), my results, and the rash it gave me, and even posted an awesome guest article about acne in adults.

Somehow, it doesn’t make me feel one bit better to know that there are tons of other 20somethings, 30somethings, and even 40 and 50somethings who are still cringing in front of the mirror. I was told I would grow out of it. They LIED. I want retribution. Or a miracle skin care product that will solve the problem. Really, I could go either way.

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