While I may have the sagging bosoms and bottom of a 30 year-old mother of three, I have the face of a 16 year-old.
A 16 year-old with a bad case of acne, that is.
It’s bad, you guys.
My break-outs used to be confined to the week before my menstrual cycle would start, but as of late, my whole face has been peppered with pimples all month long. I know it’s partly related to stress and I joke that for every real estate deal I work on, I get a canker sore and a volcanic zit to show for the stress of pulling things together. (See, clients? This is how you know I care!) And my zits are not just little. They are EPIC blisters of near-boil proportions. And they pop of everywhere: on my chin, forehead, in MY MUSTACHE. (That last one really added insult to injury.)
I have tried ProActive, and tea tree oil and nothing really seems to help. This just doesn’t seem like a problem I thought I’d be dealing with in my thirties.
Anyone else reliving the Pizza Faced days of their youth? Should I go see my doctor? Or just grin and bear it?