Trying to remind myself to just keep it real already.
For the past 5 weeks I've been giving myself a free pass to do whatever behavior I've ever felt contributed to my acne in the past.
Drinking alcohol, caffeine, eating sugary goodies, processed foods. Basically anything that is delicious in this world.
I've had ebbs and flows of cutting that crap out, and overindulging.
When I cut it out my skin gets slightly better. When I indulge it's OOC (outa control).
Since starting accutane I've been gobbling up any little morsel I could get my sticky fingers on.
Well, my skin isn't improving like I'd like it to.
Still have acne popping up here there and everywhere along my jawline, even my cheeks.
Woke up this morning to a whitehead that wasn't even there last night sticking so far off my face I'd need a the fat side of a measuring stick to get it's length.
Last night I had a come to jesus with my skin (about the 112th I've had over the years) and decided that I needed to step it up and help my accutane script help me.
Then I ate a fried empanada, a tamale, 3 sugar cookies, orange flavored fanta (caffeine free!), and a decaf coffee.
So much for skipping on pre processed.
The Public Relations woman I was with today for my live shot- singing at a Dueling Piano Bar- yes, that is news, had perfect skin.
I immediately felt the size of a flea- and wanted to run away from the piano men serenading me with Bohemian Rhapsody.
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