Kinda crazy how I got over my insecurities by being lazy. I used to be so insecure of my acne. Actually, I just hated the way I looked in general. But I wasn't dedicated enough to have a whole skincare routine. I sound unhygienic. I still wash my face and stuff, but idk, routines just aren't for me. So instead of trying to fix myself into looking the way I wanted, I just gave up.
And for some reason that worked? Like, I can look in the mirror and think I look pretty, even with the acne? In fact, I started to like the texture and hints of red on my face??? I hope it's not weird to say that. I have it on my back too and I still think it looks kinda cool. The thought process is just that it reminds me of spotting on animals like hyenas or something, which is sick as fuck. I think I might just be weird, because the lines of hair on my arms remind me of tiger stripes too.
We're losing the plot here, so anyway... I think I might've just grown into being used to my face. It sounds better to say it was because I was lazy though.
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