So yesterday I actually left the house . After hiding in my house for 2 days, I decided that I needed to get out and try to forget about feeling crummy. I decided I was going to try and not think about my acne at all, but I must say that after applying my swimming pool worth of daily make-up to my face yet still seeing the many visible bumps all over my face in the mirror, I just wanted to sink back down to the bathroom floor and cry all over . However, I didn't. I turned the light off, grabbed my purse, and went out with a friend. Although I am in NO way accepting of my acne, I didn't cry! which is a first for me in a while.
This morning I woke up with with one new zit, a little nausea, but no headache.
Keep loving Jesus! <3