A little bit about me: my name is Amy. I am 19 years old and I live in the most beautiful state of Utah. I was born here, raised here and I go to college here. It's kind of a legacy thing, I think. Plus, I think it's just easier on the majority of Utahns, because many tend to almost die of shock when they leave the state. To quote my dearest friend Nicole upon her trip to Italy last summer. "Oh my heck, people over here drink wine with dinner every night!" et cetera. Newsflash Utah: most of the world, contrary to what you may believe, is NOT Mormon. Haha
What else must anyone know about me? Well, besides my state of origin (which explains just so much, if you're familiar with it), I am also a college student which is essentially my life right about now. I will be a junior this fall. I have been an arts major for both years, but I switched. For the first one and a half semesters, I tried my hand (no pun intended) at being a Piano Performance major. However, I decided that switching over to Theatre Arts would be much better suited for me. I still have a ton of work, but I like it a lot better and my university experience has gone a lot smoother since then.
Anyways, back on subject. I have had acne since I was about 12 or 13. It used to be pretty mild and was nothing to worry about. It took a turn for the worse, however, this past January. In retrospect, I think it was stress-triggered. Combined with the fact that the antibiotics I had been on for the past 3 years lost their effectiveness, I broke out horribly. I had never had cystic/nodular acne before, but surprise surprise! I do now. It really ripped apart my self confidence and I struggled a lot. It seems silly to people who don't have to deal with it, but acne plays such a huge role. My friends (with plastic skin. I think you know what I mean...) have told me that I shouldn't let such a minor thing affect such a large portion of my life. But it's just not that simple, as you all know. I avoid mirrors like the plague, I have a hard time making eye contact, I don't like meeting new people, and makeup has ceased being fun and has started being my shield against the world. Some days, I feel like I would rather be tortured than go in public without "my face" painted on. I'm just looking forward to the days when I no longer have to bear this burden. Life is hard enough as it is without having to worry about a face full of zits.
Anyhoo, long story short: when it became clear that this was no short term ordeal and that I would be in it for the long haul, I took the necessary steps to get accutane. I expected my dermatologist to resist this idea, but surprisingly he suggested it even before I did! I got the go-ahead on May 19 and I started Accutane (well, Claravis 60mg) on June 21. No intense side effects yet, just vaguely dry lips and slight headaches when I don't drink enough water. Not even an IB yet, though I haven't breathed a sigh of relief about that one yet. Anything could happen in the next two months, but I have my eyes set long-term. By the end of this year, I will be acne-free and on my way to a fresh start on life!!! Wish me luck!
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the first pic is of me during my freshman year, without foundation. You really don't know what you've got 'til it's gone...
the second and third pics are of me a few nights ago, sans makeup. The sad part is that my skin is actually semi-good in these pics..s
EDIT 8/22/2010: Removed attached pics for privacy reasons
Edited by axtine8, 03 September 2010 - 04:05 PM.