Here is a view of the front of my face. Sorry for the grossness, I hate it too. But the purpous of this is to document my progress. I can barely tollerate to see myself like this anyway. I perfer not to look in mirrors, keeps the smile on my face.
My acne bickering gave way to a pointless debate with aanabill (Don't know where she is these days).The topic of the debate was ridiculous.I was of the opinion that acne is sometimes more debilitating than fatal diseases like cancer . I quoted "Cancer kills you once but acne weakens you everyday".Aanabill opposed this and said i'm completely wrong.We fought and finally she won.She told me how immature i was . Even though i accepted my defeat i had this nagging doubt in my mind .
The doubt has been cleared.What a fool i have been.I have taken life for granted.I have taken all the happy things in my life for granted.
Recently my grandmother got her inner cheek biopsy done (She complained of a chronic ulcer).To our horror the biopsy report said it was squamous cell carcinoma.My grandmother is one of those few people in this world to whom i'm very attached.My mother despite being a doctor broke down in tears (well a mother is a mother).After many years i cried.And i remembered my debate with aana. My ugly ideology made me squeamish... I felt repentance. Now my grandmother had her mandablectomy done and the cancer has been removed.She's convalescing in the hospital.I have changed my views.This life changing event has made me wiser.
(I miss talking with aanabill on various topics . I guess she was a popular figure here.)
When it's all hopeless,when there's no light at the end of the tunnel for you.when you're on the verge of giving up...then even a glimmer of hope,a spark of success makes you do un-scientific things You don't need a doctor's advise,you don't need testimonies . I'm just washing my face since six months now and i'm BETTER.
I have a BIG inflamed cyst on my nose tip.It is so so embarrassing. It has robbed me of my confidence.I fall in a downward spiral when i have cystic acne.Cysts hamper carefree living.When i talk to people,they don't look into my eyes ,instead they focus on my Rudolph nose.The onlookers gawk at me as if i'm Pinocchio .I can't even talk straight to the girl i fancy since two years.My poor dermatological health and the ensuing low confidence levels do little good for my chances of having a good social life.I cannot focus on my academics without a good social life.Going to a college having 25,000 students with a face full of cysts is ignominious.
But there's something worse.Ranting and cribbing about your life here... I know it won't improve my life in any possible way.But still i end up rambling...
Tomorrow i have my summer internship presentation where i would have to present my Power point presentation in an auditorium full of students and teachers.And i have this mighty zit on my nose which makes me look like Rudolph the red nosed reindeer.Why does it always happens with me?