As the active pimples become less and less often, I have uncovered a beautiful array of scars marking my skin. Even the tiniest zit leaves a deep red/purple/brown splotch that refuses to go away. This has brought back the ever so pleasant 20-min. Make-up layering ordeal. But although I don't have the confidence to face the world with my patchwork colored face, I have defiantly found reasons to LOVE my acne.
My acne has allowed me to understand people a lot better. I have never faced any real trauma in my life but, I can relate to the personal battles many people have to face because of my skin. Although acne is on the lower end of the scale when it comes to traumas, it causes an uproar of self-doubt, self-consciousness, depression, anger, embarrassment. But these are also more reasons I love my acne.
Acne has become a filter for me, many shallow people won't show interest in someone with a face full of pimples. So I don't have to worry about surrounding myself with fake "friends" who don't care about who I am as a person.
Acne has also taught me to be the best and most beautiful person I can be everyday. If I have acne that has to be my one and only flaw, this does however root back to my highly competitive nature. But with acne even when it comes to fashion, you learn how to dress and flatter your body to distract from your face (or skin in general for that matter).
Lastly it has made me healthy, I have learnt to be aware of what i put inside myself and the effects will have on my entire body, not just my skin
Knowing that acne has affected me so much, I don't wish to never have had it, or to still be facing it. Without acne I could not be the person I am and love to be. So never let acne keep you from shining.
P.S. Chest acne has taught me modesty, because I never dare to wear anything low enough to reveal my zit filled skin. Haha