And the age of 3 is still young!

the first thing everyone said to me when they saw me recently was, why are you covered in pimples? Every time I ask this sentence, I want to say, I am also desperate. Who told me that my adolescence is so long, and I am approaching the age of 3, and there are signs of adolescence on my face. Is this gratifying or sad?

Speaking of acne, I think I've been fighting acne since I was a teenager. After all, girls love beauty and look at other girls' faces in vain. On the other hand, my face is completely white, and occasionally I will be laughed at by annoying boys, saying that my pockmarked face is scary. This kind of language violence hits people directly. As long as I hear it, I will be sad for several days.

Later, I don't know where my mother heard that there was a private dermatological hospital in the county. The doctors were very good, and all the acne of the neighbors were cured there. So my mother took me there with great interest. As soon as I went there, I suddenly felt a little comforted when I saw patients with acne who were more serious than me. Then there is acne+mask+traditional Chinese medicine+topical medicine. Maybe I picked up acne more often, so my shoulder pain was established. I spent thousands of dollars in this hospital, but it was still in vain. The acne on my face was like a naughty child. When I took the medicine, it disappeared. When I didn't take the medicine, it grew up again. After repeated treatments, my mother lost confidence in my face and never said anything about taking me to that hospital to see acne again.

Later, I didn't know where my mother heard that the dermatology department of the county people's hospital was very good, and someone whose daughter was cured there, so she took me to the hospital again. When I got there, the hospital doctor directly laughed at me and said that you were not serious, so you gave me some self-made medicine and sent me away.

In college, I pounded my face many times, but all kinds of homemade masks and small remedies still didn't work. Later, I went to several hospitals to see a dermatologist, but it still didn't get better. Later, I gave up on myself, thinking that's it, comforting myself to learn to live in harmony with acne.

Last year, I really couldn't stand my face. I spent thousands of dollars on facial masks in beauty salons for a long time, and I also used some skin care products externally. Unexpectedly, my acne that has been pestering me for five or six years is so good. I'm so happy that this face can finally be seen.

But recently I don't know if it's because of insomnia or because of intense exercise? The amount of acne that has been cured for almost a year has actually recurred, and I suddenly feel that all my efforts have been abandoned. In addition, I really care about my acne and my hands are particularly cheap. I can't help but want to dig and look at the red and swollen acne, just like laughing at me in the face. I really want to hit my face!

In addition to using the anti-acne magic weapon that I have summed up for many years, I can only comfort myself. Maybe it is the high-intensity exercise that causes the body to detoxify. It doesn't matter, it will be fine after a while. Let's talk about insomnia. In fact, I've been exercising really seriously recently, sweating like rain in the gym every day, thinking that I can have a good sleep, but insomnia still comes one after another. Sometimes I look at my husband who fell asleep for a second, which is really envious.

I also used many methods to make myself fall asleep, such as counting sheep, forcing myself to recall, emptying my mind, remembering happy things in my mind, playing a song in my mind, and so on. My husband also taught me to tell myself jokes in my mind, but it was useless, but I became more and more awake. At this time, I really hope I can knock myself out with a fist, so I don't have to worry about sleeping.

Having said that, I only have one wish these days, that is, have a good sleep, keep exercising, and say goodbye to me with acne!