So, day one on roaccutane.
Today I woke up, and I was like 'yeahh, this is gonna be a new beginning'. Hell, I was even thinking of bringing in cake for my friends at school, I was all like lets have a roaccutane party to mark the beginning of the Journey to Clear Skin. Hey, it's a big deal. Anyways, I woke up with about five minutes before the bus left and any hope of cake went out the window.
Still, I swallowed the capsule with some peanut butter and left feeling all optimistic.
I think I must have been expecting some 24 hour miracle though, I kept consciously thinking of how my face felt throughout the day.. any vague tingle and I was all 'oh yes, my face must definitely be drying out now, by the time I get home I'll look like a Victoria's Secret model'.
I got home and was still just as orange and foundation-y as before I left the house, and my stupid acne scars were still taunting me from beneath my layers of makeup.
Apparently, it gets worse before it gets better. I keep trying to rack my brains remembering for what it was like last time I went on roaccutane, but I think I must've blanked out any bad bits, I can only remember the confidence I had when my skin was flawless. Oh those happy times, come back to me again!
Everything is so much better when you have clear skin, haven't you noticed? It's one less thing to worry about. I'm so jealous of people who have naturally clear skin. I was on the phone to my friend last night, he was all like oh yeah, I totally know what you're going through, I freak out every time I get a spot.
He's had like two spots in his whole life. Ugh.
Anyways, I'm going away tomorrow for a few days, and school's out for two weeks now so hopefully the reduced level of stress will allow my skin to clear a bit.
But as of yet, no major breakthroughs.
But no breakouts, either.
Things are looking up