Hello fellow users,
My name is Jessica, but call me Jessikur, I insist.
All throughout high school, I had mild acne. I never really paid attention to it. I washed my face, put on mild acne medications and went on with my life. It wasn't until my Senior year that the horror began. I had a serious boyfriend, I was stressed about school and drama, and all that good stuff. My face.... became the Sierra Mountain Range. I broke out horribly around my chin and cheeks. My forehead too. It was my worst nightmare. I'd cry a lot, pick, and I was a mess.
This past summer I went on a trip to Mexico. It was my worst nightmare. Everywhere I went people stopped me and asked me what happened to my face. Children's comments hurt the most because they told the truth. I then visited a very popular Dermatologist. He said "En tres meses, vas a estrenar una cara nueva!" "In three months, you'll have a new face!". I was thrilled. Finally someone is helping me.
Sure enough, a week later, everything was changing. My face felt great, I came back to the states and my mother was shocked. Its been 14 weeks since the day I saw the dermatologist, and my life has turned around. I wear less make up, my face has cleared up, and my selfesteem is a bit higher.
But i still have one problem..... scars.
This is where I end this blog entree....