I no longer count the days or weeks. Its taking less time to get ready and I no longer stare at my face in every possible reflection. I am extremely happy with the progress in this month.
What makes me laugh is that when a new spot comes out, a tiny spot and just one; I get angry. You have to realize what you have gone through and how far you have come. You have to remember how bad it was, how many you had and how bad it looked because that one tiny spot is nothing in comparison to what it used to be. I look back at one particular picture and cannot believe how much progress there has been.
I still have the dry lips and eyes. Perhaps it will never go away but I'm honestly ok with that and will take that over acne any day.
Be grateful for how far you have come!