Just a little update for this month. It's a month since I finished taking Doxycycline. Finally tapered off after starting it way back in September last year. Tapering off as gradually as I did has definitely done the trick and I haven't broken out at all. Back when I didn't know any better, stopping antibiotics dead would always trigger cystic acne. So there's a little tip: always taper off antibiotics!
I switched to Cetaphil cleanser about a month ago. I'd never used it
Finished my course of Doxycycline. Started that last September - feels like forever ago - and been tapering off of it for the last month or so. In the end, really slowed it down to roughly one pill a week, don't even think it will have been doing much by that point. Did the trick though because if the acne was going to come back with a vengeance, I know I'd have broken out by now. Lesson learned compared to previous courses of antibiotics, where I'd break out such a lot once I'
Not much to report as far as acne goes; don't think I've had a notable breakout since I last wrote. Aside from the odd pimple, things are good. Been averaging maybe two new pimples per week which is a world away from where I used to be - several new pimples popping up on a daily basis - so I should be happy because that doesn't constitute acne and is pretty much where I want to be. I suppose I am happy with that aspect of things, but I'm really struggling to find perspective and I guess that'
Occurred to me today that it's roughly ten weeks since I stopped breaking out so I thought I'd celebrate with a blog entry. Reading between the lines, it's Friday night and I don't have anywhere to go, so here I am!
As far as my skin is concerned, I've had one very minor breakout in that ten week period, around my mouth and chin, but it was mainly following irritation from shaving. Same thing has happened this week actually; I shaved a couple of days ago and a few tiny pimples appeared on
Thought I'd update as I wanted to keep track how long this clear spell is lasting. Of course, I'm hoping it's not just a spell and that it is in fact how things are going to be from now on. I certainly think I can maintain it for at least another four or five weeks until my course of Doxycycline ends. Not sure what will happen when I taper off and how my skin will react once the Doxy's out of my system. I suppose if it were anyone else, I'd attempt to ease their worries by
My skin's been acne free for nearly three weeks now. Had just three spots during that time but they were isolated, super-tiny and each healed within a couple of days so I couldn't have cared less about them to be honest. What I like most is that I know for sure why my skin has cleared up and I know how to control it. That's always been the biggest thing and I guess that's what we're all looking for - the surefire way to control what it does so we can be happy with how it looks. It seems that
Hey bloggers! I figured I would add one more entry in 2011, kind of round things off.
Been a strange couple of weeks, my skin’s been up and down but I’ve generally felt pretty rubbish in myself the whole time. I did get to thinking about making some changes and working on a new approach to stuff so I guess that’s a start. Of course, the hard part is taking action. I think I’m going to get a bit of a push in that area as I have my last therapy session tomorrow and then it seems it’s up to
So, I’ve had a bit of a brainwave today. I’m not sure how that happened because I’m only usually good for one each year and I remember having one several months ago when I decided to make myself an awesome steak sandwich. Given that I can recall the occasion, it was clearly a brilliant decision on my part at the time. Now, I’m a little concerned as to what happens if I’ve gone over my brainwave quota. I’m hoping that my head doesn’t explode while I’m asleep tonight because I’d hate to wake up
I can't be bothered to write, nothing especially positive to say anyway. So it's time for some pictures!
Not pictures of me though, I'll spare you that. Three consecutive blogs with pictures of my ugly mug is quite enough!
And this isn't acne related either because I can't be bothered with that either. Same shit, different day. I'd only end up repeating myself, repeating myself, repeating myself, repeating myself...
Here's what's happening in jolly old England. Well, here's what's happenin
This last week has been the slowest I've had in ages. Lots of tears as well, as silly as that sounds. Really hate how I manage to put my life on hold for my skin. That's nothing new of course, done it for years, but it just feels a lot worse now that I can blatantly see the damage it's done, what I've lost and what it's cost me. My skin's getting a little better compared to almost a week ago, but it's still nowhere near what it was before I destroyed it and it's nowhere near how I'd like it t
I'd really like to go back in time, please. I'm not asking much, just a week. This time last week, my skin was great and people even complimented me. Fast-forward to today and my skin is gross. I've picked it to pieces and made such a mess. All the work I'd done has been undone and all the hopes I had of things getting better have been destroyed, all by my own hand, literally.
I went to see Bryan Adams tonight. The show was fine but I didn't want to be there and hated every minute. My skin
Hey there, blog buddies!
Had a good week since I last rambled. Nothing amazing, but nothing bad has happened either so I can't complain. I saw Rihanna on Saturday and got some pretty cool pictures that night. I even got a hug from Rihanna! I saw Imelda May last night and got some good pictures of her, too. My portfolio is growing and I've got some real big names in there now. Quite what I do with said portfolio, I'm not sure, but I guess I've the rest of my life to figure that bit out
I reckon this entry will be entirely acne related but don’t let that put you off – it’s going to be really positive, I promise!
A couple of weeks ago, I was in a really bad place mentally and I couldn’t put my finger on why that was. Suddenly, I was just feeling very down and low on energy. My face started breaking out and I let my mood influence how I approached my skin. The result of of that was pretty much a week-long pick-fest and I made such a mess of my face. I got angry at the result
Been a very slow week, feeling ill and sorry for myself, struck down with dreaded man-flu. Nobody brought me any chicken soup either...
It was kind of convenient as I'd made a mess of my face and didn't really feel like seeing anyone or going out anyway. I know that's not exactly looking at the bigger picture in terms of what that represents, nor does it actually take care of the problem, but it seems perfectly logical when you're right there in the moment. I wish I could stop harming my
Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. I have nothing to do. At all.
Feel about as low as I've ever felt today and I assume that's why as there doesn't seem to be an actual cause.
Could really do with finding some inspiration from somewhere because as it stands, I don't even have a reason to get out of bed in a morning. What's worse is, I haven't even got the enthusiasm to make the changes even though I know this is bad for me and life is quite literally passing me by. I really was kidding myself when I
Not much happening, sat up on the middle-of-the-week hump known as Wednesday, although I did jump down off the aforementioned hump this afternoon to go to my first group therapy session. Today, I learned that you have to try and take a light-hearted approach to these things because spending two hours in a room with a group of depressed people can be a bit, well, depressing!
Mainly, I was just happy to have somewhere to go, a few new people to talk to. I miss that and feel pretty out of tou
For a while now, I have known that the condition of my skin is not the biggest problem I have to fix. The condition of my skin fluctuates pretty much week by week. Even now, with a good regimen and antibiotics, it still feels terribly unpredictable and I can’t always tell what it’s going to be like from one day to the next. It wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t care. The problem is, I care too much. It’s constantly on my mind; the first thought in a morning and the last thought at night; the reason
The God of acne smiled on me this morning and I liked what I saw when I looked in the mirror.
The God of weather didn't smile on Sheffield this afternoon. It rained heavily so I didn't attempt to meet Alice Cooper before his show.
The God of rock - Alice Cooper himself - put on a great performance this evening which I really enjoyed: http://s1105.photobu...mview=slideshow
The God of merchandise appreciated that I didn't have much money and so didn't tempt me to buy an Alice Cooper tour shirt.
...and because it’s so good to share and I’m kind like that, I’m going to share with you all the rubbish that is filling my head right now. That way, it becomes your problem and I’m free to get on with stuff I’m actually supposed to be doing and also retain important information instead of wandering around in a daze having forgotten what day it is or where I live.
The thing which has been on my mind the most is, sadly and perhaps predictably, my skin. Because its overall state seems to flu
I'm going to get the acne-related stuff out of the way first, simply because there's not much to say and I'd rather focus on other things instead. New approach! All I've really got to complain about is the red mark on my right cheek. That's the pimple which came back for round two and I went crazy on it. It's not active now, just a red mark. I decided to put a bit of Manuka honey and Tea Tree oil on it to reduce the redness. I always find that works well. Plus I smell like honey now which is ra
I've been thinking... I began to wonder a couple of months ago if I was dysmorphic about my acne. I guess I am to a degree - I always think it looks worse than it does - but it didn't seem quite as black and white as that and I couldn't quite work out how to describe my approach to my skin. I think I'm starting to figure it out now though. I'm starting to see that it's not so much about the actual condition of my skin, but how I respond to to it, how I think others perceive it and how I fear the
Given that I was asked to create a blog, assured that not having much to say - or only having negative things to say, as the case may be - didn't actually matter, here's a blog.
Despite not having much to say, I kind of felt like there's been a lot going on in my head this week and it's starting to bother me. Every now and again, stuff seems to build up and I don't leave much space to actually think properly. I feel like now is one of those occasions and, with nobody around