Your Complexion and You

Searching the room his eyes come to an immediate stop and there she stood, a timid smile illuminating her surroundings, a semi-confident walk that forced her forward and he just sat there watching, for there was nothing else he could do... but admire.

Irrelevant Picture of a Flower I Took Once

Recently, I had unfortunately had the experience of bad skin and in all honesty, it had gotten me done. A feeling that many of you would most likely be able to relate to, a feeling that I can't describe as anything else but a mixture of ashamed, embarrassed and just 'low' due to the fact that I was just so down with it all. 

I had gone to the doctor's to see if there was anything they could do, which thankfully they could and they gave me a variety of different substances and oils and whatnot to try out, which thankfully is working very well.

But that's not why I am writing this, I am writing this because during the time in which my skin was at its worst I decided to go out and wear a short-sleeved top so that this particular part of my skin was exposed. I know it's hard to do and frankly weird to say but I wore it with not quite pride, but I guess I just didn't let it get to me. 

At the end of the day, people get bad skin, just like they have a bad hair day or just simply have a bad day. Sometimes things don't go our way but why is bad skin such a terrible thing that we should be so incredibly ashamed about?

Having a bad hair day, experiencing bad skin, having a bad day is all part of being a real person.

Yet, in all honesty, my experience with people and complexion is rather negative in what might be a different light to others.

As a child I was cursed with bad skin, yet when I grew up and particularly in my teenage years thankfully I didn't have too many blemishes. However, comments from peers and in all honesty, mainly that of my friends were always nasty about this fact.

In the case of it being 'that time of month' and me having experience that one spot on my nose that I always get at this time, like my friends I would comment on it with the usual "oh my god I have a really bad spot" where I would have my head bitten off with comments like "you don't know what a spot is" and whatnot.

I understand that this is probably not the most heart-breaking example, but coming from my friends, it did bother me quite a lot.

Yes, I do see this from both sides, my own where it did make me uncomfortable and awkward at the fact that I felt my concerns weren't as important but equally it can be seen as insensitive for me to make a comment when there are people who suffer terribly from bad skin.

To summarise, I just wanted to say that I managed to show my bad skin and maintain my confidence and I know I may have gone off on a tangent but just be aware everybody has bad skin at one time or another, but most of all just be you. Don't let your blemishes, your scars, your freckles, etc, get you down. Your complexion is you, just please don't be ashamed by it.

Smile because a blemish is not the end of the world.

Abbie-June x