Firstly, I have to say this: My hat is off to you people on the acne.org forums. This is my first post, but that is not to say I haven't read many threads here. This forum is home to some of the most open, uplifting, inspiring, helpful, compassionate, and incredible people. Few sites can rival that claim. You all are awesome. This is my story of how 3 years (3 solid years!) of my life have been with acne. These are my thoughts in hindsight that I sincerely hope will help some of you. Welcome to the story.
The Beginning:
I suppose I got my first pimple when I was 12 or 13. It was not a big deal to me then. Little did I know, right? My cousin and sister both told me it would come. They had both developed facial acne. But it wouldn't happen to me, surely. Even then, (as I vaguely remember) while I dismissed theirs as something barely noteworthy, I thought what if it happened to me. It can't be so bad, I thought. How wrong I was.
A Month In:
I'll tell you, it's really strange thinking about this time in my life again. I remember the summer vacation when my acne began to worsen. It hit me pretty quickly. At first, I didn't know what to think. It upset me when this girl I like picked on me (playfully) about it. How was I supposed to feel about that? I remember asking my mom something along the lines of, "Is my face really that bad?" She probably said no. I imagine it's difficult to answer that question. I love you mom
The Real Deal:
I eventually realized acne was something I was struck with. I think that's a good way to describe it. After I saw it wasn't going away any time soon, I did what I'm sure many of you have done. I went to the internet for answers. There's no telling what kinds of questions I typed into the search bar. I searched high and low for answers to questions like:
- What causes acne?
- How can I get rid of my acne?
- When will my acne go away?
The Search for a Solution:
This is likely the saddest part of many acne stories. The search for an effective treatment of acne was an interesting one for me. I read lots of things on the internet. Today, I can comfortably say much of it was miserably off-target. I know there are others here who can write a longer list of things they attempted to clear their skin, but I do have a bit of experience in the field. I tried face washes, creams, astringent, soap, disusing conditioner in my hair, and even applying terrible-smelling apple cider vinegar to my skin. If you don't know, that stuff is foul. At some point, I decided that maybe it was out of the scope of such things. This is where my beliefs began to take a turn. My view on health changed dramatically and I was sucked into the world of "natural health". I don't mean to discredit the entire way of thinking! I know many home remedies for common ailments that just seem to...well...they work darn it! Here's where things got ugly.
I searched in the phone book for a "naturopathic" doctor. He also calls himself a nutritionist. That man has some nerve. I went into his office with hope that he could finally give me the relief I so badly desired from my affliction. His prices were ridiculous. I shudder to think what he charged my mom, who was taking care of my sister and I with one job that didn't pay very well. Needless to say, I'm still angry about it. I stepped into his office and he fed me anything I wanted to hear. Many of his ideas were in harmony with things I had read on the internet. After a couple more appointments, he set me up with a diet plan which is more appropriately called a lifestyle change plan. It was hell. It was misery. The things I forced myself into were insane. I literally had a sheet of paper that listed what times I should wake up, shower, eat a special breakfast (that was not easy to prepare), take supplements, eat dinner, go to sleep and more! The diet consisted of fully organic foods. Organic foods are expensive, and not entirely easy to come by. My mother went out of her way to a health food store and paid ridiculous prices for the things I needed for my specific meals. When she couldn't find some of the things on the list, (I am terribly sad to admit) I got angry with her. I thought that if everything didn't go as planned, if every meticulous demand wasn't met, then I wasn't going to get better. For a minute, if you will, try to imagine what living this way is like. It's rough. After about a month of torment, I had had enough. I accepted defeat and one way or another slipped off the plan after much embarrassment among my family and friends at school. This part of my life has to be one of the worst. I won't go into more detail, but to sum it up: I was made subject to ridicule for eating and drinking foods some people found ridiculous. I put myself under an enormous pressure to live a way I didn't want to. It hurt me, and even now I feel sad thinking about it.
(One tidbit I don't want to leave out is that I didn't only call this "doctor" for acne. I was born with a rare eye condition with which I hoped his treatment could help. It did not. At all. Sometimes we grasp at straws.)
That is about enough of that, thank you. I'm not proud of my past. Now I am able to realize, my problems were compounded by depression. (If, like me at one point, you doubt depression exists, please take my word for it. It does. If you've never been there it's difficult to believe; when you're there, it's difficult to realize.
The Good News:
This is where things got better. I slowly began to accept what happened to me. My parents divorced and as I matured I gradually learned to cope with the eye condition I mentioned, and, of course, severe acne. (Yes, a dermatologist classified it as severe.) I swallowed my pride, ignored all sorts of things I had previously held as truth, and went through with scheduling an appointment with a dermatologist. I figured I had nothing to lose. I was at the bottom of the barrel. As far as treating my acne goes, seeing the dermatologist was by far the best, no, the ONLY thing that actually helped. And it helped very effectively and quickly at that. The dermatologist I saw recommended I use Epiduo gel topically and take the antibiotic minocycline. It began to heal my acne like never before. My skin started looking much better. I went back with one small complaint. After shaving (I use an electric shaver) my face would break out in the next day or two. He prescribed me clindamycin phosphate topical lotion. Now I just slap on some of that stuff before shaving and no problems come from it. He seemed to think it was a moisture issue.
Sweet Success:
It was that simple. This is where I stand today. I'm still on this treatment. It is the easiest and the most effective of anything I have ever tried for my acne in three years. Oh, and with medical insurance it's also dirt cheap.
Closing:
So what's the takeaway from this all? My advice to you is if you have any notions of dermatologists being a waste of time, don't give up. I thought at one point that there was nothing they could do for acne. Don't even worry your mind with this. In this case, if it works you are better not to even question how. Find a dermatologist you like and perhaps ask for a treatment similar to the one I described. You may even get a prescription from your regular family doctor.
Afterword:
So there's my first post. I know it was long, but if like me you ignored what seems one of the most obvious options, then go for it! Dermatology is a real study and I advise you to put your trust in modern medicine. After all, there's a reason people are living longer and longer. If you disagree with me, fine I hope I didn't offend you. That's all for now. Despite leaving a lot out, (I'm sure you know what I mean; we can't be here all day!) this took a lot of time and thought to write. It feels good to finally express this. I hope you get something out of it. Bye for now.



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