I am a 23 year old girl who has suffered from acne for the past 10+ years. I have tried everything, including accutane two times. Acne has taken over my life, its all I can think about. I just moved to NYC to follow my dream of being a successful photographer. Sometimes it is hard to get out of bed, the only things that bring any enjoyment are eating and sleeping, and getting really drunk. I dream of having clear skin and being able to live again. While I ride the subway I look at all the people that have clear skin, and how they don't even know how lucky they are. My friends and family tell me its not that bad and that it could be a lot worse, and it could be a lot worse. However, it is gotten to the point where I think of suicide every day. The doctor doesn't seem to have any answers for me. When I think of how happy I could be if the accutane had worked for me it makes me sick. When I think of my beautiful skin before acne it makes me cry. How, unlike all my friends I will never be able to experience life to the fullest because of this shit on my face.