@jabberwocky80 - Those are definitely some rough situations that you experienced ;(. I think the worst was the one involving your in-laws...they should have defended you and put that girl in her place!
@RedRuby - Mortifying! I love how everyone thinks they know how to cure acne...and most of these people never had acne!
RJT623 - I definitely agree!!! They told my husband (fiance at the time, of course) about it and he told me. My first question was, "Well, what did they say to her?" and his response was, "Um, uh, nothing..." UGH!
Mmm, i've had quite a few but the most recent one im memory when my co-workers comes up to me in the hallway and says, "Ms M, why are you breaking out so much." There were a group of other colleagues close by and i was MORTIFIED. She wasn't saying it to be mean but in our culture, we tend to say whats on our mind so....
Oh so many come to mind!! I have definitely heard "what's wrong with your face" a kazillion times. From family.
One time I had to have a Dell rep come over to fix my computer. Cute guy. We sat and chatted for quite awhile after he was done. I sat there like a googily eyed school girl with a goofy grin the entire time. When he left, I went to the bathroom and saw I had a large streak of dried blood on my face where I had picked earlier. Rediculous.
When I was in college I had a monster cyst.... RIGHT BETWEEN MY EYES! It would come and go and swell up like an actual marble. It was mortifying.
Acne has caused quite a few traumatizing moments. What is so strange, is for years (I'm 32 and have dealt with it since 20), my family would constantly ask what it was and why I had it and what I was doing to fix it....staring at it in disbelief. Now that I have finally decided to start accutane, they think it's stupid to "risk the side effects for vanity"! WTF?? Are they serious? I don't even talk about it.
I have a lot of them & most of them made me cry.... a lot T_T
When I was 12-13, my forehead & nose were covered with small bumps, some of them were red & some were skin colored.
My parents held a celebration for something at our house where my all my relatives would come.
At first I was okay until one of my relative pointed out my skin condition & then all eyes were on me
I felt like running away & true enough I went to my bedroom...calmly..
Yup, I cried after that.
Oh! When I was in school, I had this one huge pimple right on my nose & my friend called me Rudolph...she laughed
A few years later, I had a huge red pimple on my right cheek. My other friend shouted my name from a far & ran to me & enthusiastically said that she can see my huge pimple from afar *facepalm* tell me something i don't know...
Those were some of the embarrassing stories that I had...sigh...
. I think it helps to know that others have had similar experiences.
I have a couple memories that come to mind.
-When I was about 16 my face was particularly bad and I worked at a grocery store as a bagger, and I was so miserable there and I never made any friends because I felt like no would want to talk to me looking the way I did. The worst was when little kids would come through my line and ask their parents "What happened to his face, mommy?" Little kids don't know any better, but it always embarrassed the hell out of me.
-This girl I was dating for awhile (she asked me out, weirdly enough) made a comment to me one night that made me literally want to crawl in a dark hole and never come out. We were at Ihop eating dinner and she said to me "I want you to use some of my pore strips, they'll help you." She meant no ill will at all, she was just trying to be helpful to me, but it just tore me apart to hear her say that and because she had perfect skin and I suddenly felt like I was in a scene from beauty and the beast. I tried to fake a smile for the rest of the night, but I couldn't even manage that because I was so sad about that comment.
-I used to work in a big casino, and one night I was working podium where I deal with lots of customers. This old man came up to me to get help with something, and he said "You're a good looking young man, don't let that get out of hand." and then he gestured to my skin. In that instance it just made me mad as hell because I wanted to tell him I'm not just sitting on my ass letting this happen, I've using all the treatments that are available to me and doing the best I can to deal with this on a day to day basis...but in the end I just bit my tongue.
I feel that if you do not take advantage of this trip you will be more depressed. You still have time to enjoy your stay in France. If you feel shy when inteacting with people then go explore by yourself. I WOULD GIVE ANYTHING to see France now
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I know, and i completely agree. I'm doing my best to get out more, but I feel as I didn't a lot when I first came here, people have made 'friendship groups' if you like, and I'm not really directly involved like many other people doing the same thing as me.
But anyway, I'm hoping over the next couple months some opportunities will come up and I can get out more. It always helps my mood when the weathers better, so bring on the sun! (I hope...it's snowing here right now haha)
-I used to work in a big casino, and one night I was working podium where I deal with lots of customers. This old man came up to me to get help with something, and he said "You're a good looking young man, don't let that get out of hand." and then he gestured to my skin. In that instance it just made me mad as hell because I wanted to tell him I'm not just sitting on my ass letting this happen, I've using all the treatments that are available to me and doing the best I can to deal with this on a day to day basis...but in the end I just bit my tongue.
Ugh. There is NOTHING worse to me than people who think they have a fucking clue about acne when they don't. People who have never had acne assume that there is no reason for it to be there and if it is, you must not be washing your face or using medications. They have no clue that many cases of bad acne don't respond to those things!
My worst embarrassing moment was when I had the very, very severe acne (in 2008ish when it was at its worst). I worked in a small office with just me and another receptionist and I started noticing certain customers would make efforts to avoid me and wait until she was available to help them. One even went so far as to jerkishly step back from me as I was approaching to help her, with a look of pure horror on her face. Fucking bitch. To this day I wish I could go back in a time machine, walk through the door in that moment and smack her in her mouth for acting that way.
Aside from moments like that with customers, my boss at that job actually pulled me aside and asked me what I was doing to help my skin. He had noticed that it was freaking out the customers too. Everyone at the office felt sad and caring for me though, so at least there was that. They weren't asking me to be cruel, they were genuinely concerned. I was also having really bad emotional problems at the time (because of my face) and would sometimes be found hiding/crying in the restrooms. It made everyone really bummed and uncomfortable. I was eventually let go because of slow business, but I'm sure my issues didn't help.
I had a mary Kay consultant who pointed my flaws just so I can buy her dumb shit. She wanted me to buy the microdermabrasion kit for my pores/scars. Just recently, she called me to ask if I needed anything. I used to wear their foundation, but I don't anymore to let my skin breathe. So I told her " Uhh no, I don't wear foundation anymore 'cause it's too heavy" and she answered " Well, I wear it all the time, and I never had a problem" . BITCH PLEASE, you're not the one with the acne and oily skin. She also claims that foundation is supposed to protect your skin from the environment, which I think is a load of bullshit.
I was also using their face wash and acne kit for like a couple of years but I still had breakouts. I was at a Mary Kay "party" and a the director asked me how long I;ve been using it, to which I said about two years, and she looked at my face like in disgusted surprise (obviously their crap wasn't working on my face anymore).I was so embarrassed. Ugh, I had such an uncomfortable experience with them. It;s just a bunch of people who "oohhs" and "ahhs" to a bunch of crap and all they seem to care about is who's making the most sales.
I had a mary Kay consultant who pointed my flaws just so I can buy her dumb shit. She wanted me to buy the microdermabrasion kit for my pores/scars. Just recently, she called me to ask if I needed anything. I used to wear their foundation, but I don't anymore to let my skin breathe. So I told her " Uhh no, I don't wear foundation anymore 'cause it's too heavy" and she answered " Well, I wear it all the time, and I never had a problem" . BITCH PLEASE, you're not the one with the acne and oily skin. She also claims that foundation is supposed to protect your skin from the environment, which I think is a load of bullshit.
I was also using their face wash and acne kit for like a couple of years but I still had breakouts. I was at a Mary Kay "party" and a the director asked me how long I;ve been using it, to which I said about two years, and she looked at my face like in disgusted surprise (obviously their crap wasn't working on my face anymore).I was so embarrassed. Ugh, I had such an uncomfortable experience with them. It;s just a bunch of people who "oohhs" and "ahhs" to a bunch of crap and all they seem to care about is who's making the most sales.
I would've told the director "surprise surprise ! yes it doesn't work like how you claim it should ,you fake *bleep*'s "
(sorry I just hate companies like those)
As in embarrassing stories , I've been having "noticeable" acne for a couple years now and thankfully (even though luck is never by my side) I've never had a super embarrassing moment. But I've had those nasty stares where I just feel like screaming and flick the middle off to them but I just control myself and think "I most likely won't see them again" . I've had the family acne recommendations and "cures" given to me and I've learnt to not be too embarrassed by them. Thankfully asides from my close family no one has said anything mean,
but ....about 2 years ago I got told something by a certain cousin that I still remember pretty well. I was with his sister buying something, It was outside and to top it off it was a nasty gloomy day. Now it was when my acne started to become more severe and even though I wore makeup you can't hide bumps for nothing. Well this cousin came over to us and was bugging me as in "trying to be funny". I wasn't having it because I wasn't even in a comfortable position (also the time when I starting having anxiety and depression). But when I turned to face him he said "what happened to you!" . I quickly said shut up and turned away. He started making a big deal by telling another cousin who was visiting and was also there ,"what happened to her?" . Then he started to "joke" about proactiv and that if I had heard of it and that was when I just wanted to bawl and run. I felt so bad and later said goodbye to his sister and went home. Lets just say I act very aloof every time I see him. Hes always been a nasty mean person but that just did it for me .
My acne has been in the forefront of my mind lately, even more than usual. I'm just now starting to get over a really horrible breakout on my chin. I'm trying some new products, I'm eating better, exercising more, all that good stuff. But my mind has been wandering through the last two decades of my life that acne has taken over, and I thought of something that happened when I was about 15 years old. It still makes me cringe, but I wanted to share it and encourage anyone else who stumbles upon this thread to share their "most embarrassing acne memory"
Like I said, I was 15. My aunt was having a Mary Kay party - you know, when a bunch of women sit around and "oohh" and "aahh" over skincare products and makeup samples while an all-knowing consultant makes her recommendations. My mom encouraged me to attend with her...I said no way, everyone is going to look at me because I'm the one with the acne. She said no, no, it will be fine. So I reluctantly decided to go. I figured I'd chat with some family, have some snacks, sit through some product demonstrations and be done with it. Oh, no such luck...
The consultant had us all sit around the dining room table in front of our own personal facial stations...and guess what step one was? Remove your makeup. I froze. I wanted to hide. I wanted to cry. I know I was crying on the inside. At the time, I wasn't very skilled at makeup application, but I did the best I could to cover the mess that was my face. I didn't let ANYONE see me without full makeup. I made eye contact with my mom, and she just nodded her head, as if to say "it's okay, just do it". I wanted to run, but I was afraid that would be more embarrassing. Boy was I wrong. I should have ran. I took the makeup remover cloth that was supplied, and started wiping my face. One was not nearly enough to strip my layered foundation, concealer, and powder down to bare skin. The consultant said, "Oh honey, you'll need a lot more". Gee, thanks. So there I sat, wiping my disguise off. A pile of dirty cleansing cloths at my station. Everyone else had finished up with one cloth, barely a smudge of makeup on them. So they sat there and watched me struggle to clean my skin, watched my red, sore, acne-ridden face emerge. My tears blended in with my damp face. I guess I can't blame them for staring - they weren't expecting what they saw. Oh sure, they all knew I had "some skin troubles" but no one realized it was full-blown acne. When I finally finished the consultant said something like, "Now that we're all through, let™s get started." I wanted to die. I sat there as she gave me samples of their oily skin line, had me wash and tone my face. Then she had me put my face in the light so she could help me choose the right foundation so I wouldn™t have "that awful line of demarcation". At least by this time most everyone was involved in their own facials and choosing their perfect products. The focus wasn't on me anymore. My mom purchased a starter kit for me and I used the products for a long time. They were nice, though I don™t think they did anything to help my skin. The makeup was nice too, but too expensive to keep using. After all, my only income at the time was my baby-sitting money
And that™s not the moral of the story anyway. That incident scarred me also as badly as my acne has. For the last 20 years of my life I have been hiding behind makeup, trying my damndest to look presentable. In that particular situation, I was somewhat "forced" to bare myself in public. It was humiliating. You may think, oh but at least you were around family. Honestly, I would have rather been with a group of strangers. I still had to face these people in everyday life and I was convinced that when they looked at me, all they saw was my bare skin from that party.
Life goes on, my acne got better, then got worse, and that vicous cycle continues to this day. Over the years my makeup skills have improved. My approach to controling my acne is multi-faceted. As an adult, I would never put myself in a situation like that. And my mom meant well and by no means was it her fault, I think she wanted desperately to help me.
How about you guys? Any embarrassing moments that you want to share?
Ouch that story is painful, I cringed as I read it. How extremely humiliating for you, I bet you wished you'd never bothered going to the stupid Mary Kay party at all. In can totally relate to having to wear thick foundation to cover bad skin and fear of being seen without it, people used to pick on me for wearing the wrong colour/too much etc but back then felt I had no choice but to hide behind it, I couldn't bear to look in the mirror and had been so badly bullied that I wanted to pretend my acne wasn't there. I used to wear so much that as soon as I got home from school I'd have to wash it all off due to discomfort of it sitting on my skin then hide myself away until the next day.
You can't win! If you go bare faced people make comments, if you wear foundation people tell you how awful your make up looks. Depressing.
I'm much better at applying it these days too! And my acne is much better than that now (most of the time!) although at age 31 my skin still plays up a lot and has never been what one would describe as 'nice'. Sometimes I wonder if it ever will get totally better. Out of everyone I know, my acne has definitely been the most persistent which is very disheartening.
Omg every sentence of that made me cringe and you described those feelings so well that it brought up at few of my own.
I went to school to be an esthetician. Although my skin wasn't as bad then as it is now, it was still awful. The first day of school we walk into this lab, and I think this is where we start watching the demos. Nope, we were the "client" and we'd be getting facials that day. I stammered and tried to incoherently babble my way out of it but no luck. I sat there as this girl removed my makeup with who knows what kind of clogging cleanser. I was on retin a at the time so my face was on fire, plus my anxiety didn't help. So the instructor comes around "oh wow you are RED! Let me get everyone over here so they can see a good example of melasma." As the other students gathered around it was all I could do not to jump off that tale and run. I've had a few more incidences like that in school but none that traumatizing. I swear by the end of my program I wanted to write a letter to the school about the harm of almost every day facials and too frequent skin treatments lol
Oh how awful, being used as an example! Do people not realise that others actually have feelings? Ridiculous.
Oh man, I have so many embarrassing stories as well. But, I guess the most embarrassing one that rings in my head was when I used to have really severe acne. I went to my aunts house for a family gathering and she asked me "What happened to your face" All my family members turned to stare at me. I felt like I wanted to die!! LOL .......And then of course you know they tried giving me advice on how to treat it, what to eat to cure it, and blah blah blah etc. . . .
Oh how rude! And how patronising of everyone else to give you all that crap unsolicited advice. Why do people think they know it all?
I have a couple memories that come to mind.
-When I was about 16 my face was particularly bad and I worked at a grocery store as a bagger, and I was so miserable there and I never made any friends because I felt like no would want to talk to me looking the way I did. The worst was when little kids would come through my line and ask their parents "What happened to his face, mommy?" Little kids don't know any better, but it always embarrassed the hell out of me.
-This girl I was dating for awhile (she asked me out, weirdly enough) made a comment to me one night that made me literally want to crawl in a dark hole and never come out. We were at Ihop eating dinner and she said to me "I want you to use some of my pore strips, they'll help you." She meant no ill will at all, she was just trying to be helpful to me, but it just tore me apart to hear her say that and because she had perfect skin and I suddenly felt like I was in a scene from beauty and the beast. I tried to fake a smile for the rest of the night, but I couldn't even manage that because I was so sad about that comment.
-I used to work in a big casino, and one night I was working podium where I deal with lots of customers. This old man came up to me to get help with something, and he said "You're a good looking young man, don't let that get out of hand." and then he gestured to my skin. In that instance it just made me mad as hell because I wanted to tell him I'm not just sitting on my ass letting this happen, I've using all the treatments that are available to me and doing the best I can to deal with this on a day to day basis...but in the end I just bit my tongue.
Unless someone's had acne (and by that I don't mean the type of 'acne' where someone gets the odd one or two pimples on otherwise flawless skin) they'll just never understand how we feel, and they make themselves look so ignorant with their personal remarks, and it's sad that even when no offence is intended it doesn't make the comment hurt any less.
As for that guy in the casino, what a stupid thing to say - as if you can help it! He spoke as if there's something really obvious you could be doing to stop getting acne but aren't doing anything about it. Or as if you can control how severe it gets! How maddening. Why won't people understand how complex acne actually is?
Well I have hundreds of embarrassing acne memories, here are just a few that spring to mind:
When I was 13 we had to draw portraits of each other during art class, part of the activity involved each having a photo taken then it would be pot luck who sketched one another from our photos. I was very upset first of all about having to have my photo taken because at 13 I had not yet mastered make up application to cover my skin so happened to have a bare face for the pic, when it came out it was just as I feared: hundreds of red spots everywhere that were very noticable. I begged the person who ended up having to draw me not to include my spots in the art work but her and one of her friends said in a really bitchy way 'but we have to draw what we see ibiza1987'. Urgh how cruel is that? Afterwards our work was pinned up in the school corridoor, and my messed up skin was all included in the drawing of me. Ouch. Why?
My Dad used to make very cruel comments and constantly asked me 'what have you done to your face?' whilst looking at me in disgust. One time he even refused to eat his dinner with me sitting opposite because my inflamed face was apparently making him lose his appetite so he left the table and then cursed me for causing him to leave his dinner and ruining his day 
My Nanny also made cruel comments, she told me I would never find anyone to love me due to the state of my face, she used to tell me I had acne because I was evil, other times she would tell me I must have a terrible diet for my skin to be in that state. She would go on and on and on about it and then rubbed it in about what perfect skin she's always had.
Another random one I just thought of: this boy on the school bus said to me really accusingly and aggressively in front of about 20 other people 'you've got loads of spots and you cover them up with make up, don't you?'
Also, one of my sisters friends once randomly said to me 'you've got spots on your face'. You don't say, duh! 
Well I have hundreds of embarrassing acne memories, here are just a few that spring to mind:
When I was 13 we had to draw portraits of each other during art class, part of the activity involved each having a photo taken then it would be pot luck who sketched one another from our photos. I was very upset first of all about having to have my photo taken because at 13 I had not yet mastered make up application to cover my skin so happened to have a bare face for the pic, when it came out it was just as I feared: hundreds of red spots everywhere that were very noticable. I begged the person who ended up having to draw me not to include my spots in the art work but her and one of her friends said in a really bitchy way 'but we have to draw what we see ibiza1987'. Urgh how cruel is that? Afterwards our work was pinned up in the school corridoor, and my messed up skin was all included in the drawing of me. Ouch. Why?
My Dad used to make very cruel comments and constantly asked me 'what have you done to your face?' whilst looking at me in disgust. One time he even refused to eat his dinner with me sitting opposite because my inflamed face was apparently making him lose his appetite so he left the table and then cursed me for causing him to leave his dinner and ruining his day
My Nanny also made cruel comments, she told me I would never find anyone to love me due to the state of my face, she used to tell me I had acne because I was evil, other times she would tell me I must have a terrible diet for my skin to be in that state. She would go on and on and on about it and then rubbed it in about what perfect skin she's always had.
Another random one I just thought of: this boy on the school bus said to me really accusingly and aggressively in front of about 20 other people 'you've got loads of spots and you cover them up with make up, don't you?'
Also, one of my sisters friends once randomly said to me 'you've got spots on your face'. You don't say, duh!
Girl, honestly, i would rather have acne on my face that be a bitch like them and my aunt! Honestly, these people are so angry on the inside that they always need to bring us down. They are miserable people!
Well I have hundreds of embarrassing acne memories, here are just a few that spring to mind:
When I was 13 we had to draw portraits of each other during art class, part of the activity involved each having a photo taken then it would be pot luck who sketched one another from our photos. I was very upset first of all about having to have my photo taken because at 13 I had not yet mastered make up application to cover my skin so happened to have a bare face for the pic, when it came out it was just as I feared: hundreds of red spots everywhere that were very noticable. I begged the person who ended up having to draw me not to include my spots in the art work but her and one of her friends said in a really bitchy way 'but we have to draw what we see ibiza1987'. Urgh how cruel is that? Afterwards our work was pinned up in the school corridoor, and my messed up skin was all included in the drawing of me. Ouch. Why?
My Dad used to make very cruel comments and constantly asked me 'what have you done to your face?' whilst looking at me in disgust. One time he even refused to eat his dinner with me sitting opposite because my inflamed face was apparently making him lose his appetite so he left the table and then cursed me for causing him to leave his dinner and ruining his day
My Nanny also made cruel comments, she told me I would never find anyone to love me due to the state of my face, she used to tell me I had acne because I was evil, other times she would tell me I must have a terrible diet for my skin to be in that state. She would go on and on and on about it and then rubbed it in about what perfect skin she's always had.
Another random one I just thought of: this boy on the school bus said to me really accusingly and aggressively in front of about 20 other people 'you've got loads of spots and you cover them up with make up, don't you?'
Also, one of my sisters friends once randomly said to me 'you've got spots on your face'. You don't say, duh!
Girl, honestly, i would rather have acne on my face that be a bitch like them and my aunt! Honestly, these people are so angry on the inside that they always need to bring us down. They are miserable people!
Why are there soooooooo many people like this though? I have had countless people say nasty things about my skin, are there that many awful people in the world or is it me? Does make me wonder sometimes!
Well I have hundreds of embarrassing acne memories, here are just a few that spring to mind:
When I was 13 we had to draw portraits of each other during art class, part of the activity involved each having a photo taken then it would be pot luck who sketched one another from our photos. I was very upset first of all about having to have my photo taken because at 13 I had not yet mastered make up application to cover my skin so happened to have a bare face for the pic, when it came out it was just as I feared: hundreds of red spots everywhere that were very noticable. I begged the person who ended up having to draw me not to include my spots in the art work but her and one of her friends said in a really bitchy way 'but we have to draw what we see ibiza1987'. Urgh how cruel is that? Afterwards our work was pinned up in the school corridoor, and my messed up skin was all included in the drawing of me. Ouch. Why?
My Dad used to make very cruel comments and constantly asked me 'what have you done to your face?' whilst looking at me in disgust. One time he even refused to eat his dinner with me sitting opposite because my inflamed face was apparently making him lose his appetite so he left the table and then cursed me for causing him to leave his dinner and ruining his day
My Nanny also made cruel comments, she told me I would never find anyone to love me due to the state of my face, she used to tell me I had acne because I was evil, other times she would tell me I must have a terrible diet for my skin to be in that state. She would go on and on and on about it and then rubbed it in about what perfect skin she's always had.
Another random one I just thought of: this boy on the school bus said to me really accusingly and aggressively in front of about 20 other people 'you've got loads of spots and you cover them up with make up, don't you?'
Also, one of my sisters friends once randomly said to me 'you've got spots on your face'. You don't say, duh!
Girl, honestly, i would rather have acne on my face that be a bitch like them and my aunt! Honestly, these people are so angry on the inside that they always need to bring us down. They are miserable people!
Why are there soooooooo many people like this though? I have had countless people say nasty things about my skin, are there that many awful people in the world or is it me? Does make me wonder sometimes!
Oh girl, there are more a**holes in this world than good people. You are right!!! I have no idea why they are so angry. I get it: life is tough but why put down others??? I don't know about you hun, but I noticed as I get older, I encounter more and more angry people.
Well I have hundreds of embarrassing acne memories, here are just a few that spring to mind:
When I was 13 we had to draw portraits of each other during art class, part of the activity involved each having a photo taken then it would be pot luck who sketched one another from our photos. I was very upset first of all about having to have my photo taken because at 13 I had not yet mastered make up application to cover my skin so happened to have a bare face for the pic, when it came out it was just as I feared: hundreds of red spots everywhere that were very noticable. I begged the person who ended up having to draw me not to include my spots in the art work but her and one of her friends said in a really bitchy way 'but we have to draw what we see ibiza1987'. Urgh how cruel is that? Afterwards our work was pinned up in the school corridoor, and my messed up skin was all included in the drawing of me. Ouch. Why?
My Dad used to make very cruel comments and constantly asked me 'what have you done to your face?' whilst looking at me in disgust. One time he even refused to eat his dinner with me sitting opposite because my inflamed face was apparently making him lose his appetite so he left the table and then cursed me for causing him to leave his dinner and ruining his day
My Nanny also made cruel comments, she told me I would never find anyone to love me due to the state of my face, she used to tell me I had acne because I was evil, other times she would tell me I must have a terrible diet for my skin to be in that state. She would go on and on and on about it and then rubbed it in about what perfect skin she's always had.
Another random one I just thought of: this boy on the school bus said to me really accusingly and aggressively in front of about 20 other people 'you've got loads of spots and you cover them up with make up, don't you?'
Also, one of my sisters friends once randomly said to me 'you've got spots on your face'. You don't say, duh!
Girl, honestly, i would rather have acne on my face that be a bitch like them and my aunt! Honestly, these people are so angry on the inside that they always need to bring us down. They are miserable people!
Why are there soooooooo many people like this though? I have had countless people say nasty things about my skin, are there that many awful people in the world or is it me? Does make me wonder sometimes!
Oh girl, there are more a**holes in this world than good people. You are right!!! I have no idea why they are so angry. I get it: life is tough but why put down others??? I don't know about you hun, but I noticed as I get older, I encounter more and more angry people.
Yes you're right, the older people get the angrier they are! Oh and they seem to get more selfish too. And yeah I can understand people have their problems but that's no excuse to hurt others. I have loads of issues but am good to others! But most people in this world seem to be nasty and don't care who knows it, or the worst is when someone appears to be your friend at first then let you down later on.
ok I put this on the other thread called meanest thing said about your acne, but it fit's into this thread as well. So for me by far out of all the years I've had acne the most embarrassing moment has to be the three times I went to the airport. Not once, or twice but three times! each a year apart and always in the summer, i'd go visit my dad who lives up north and spend my vacation's with him. The first time I went I was 15 years old at the time, then 16 and finally 17 is when I took my last trip. the airport happen to be the biggest and most busy one in America LOL, what luck right? in case your wondering it's the airport of Atlanta Georgia, very nice from the inside. I would have had a great time that is if my face hadn't looked like it was rub over by a freaking train -_-. well the experience was similar the three times I went I could remember my heart racing in just the thought of having to walk around all those people. all those eyes looking at me judging me every steep of the way the first time I did it I kind of has an out of body experience lol. my body was at the airport but my mind wasn't, I was like a robot or something. the second time I remember going to the bathroom hiding in there until it was time to board the plane. on both occasion they where people talking about me I could hear them, and then I would look around to find them staring at me some with discus others with pity. but you know what after every time I went threw with it I'd always feel like I could do anything afterwards, because I had done what for me was incredibly daunting. the third time I went I still got that feeling of anxiousness but because I had already done it before I didn't feel as bad. in part because my face had improved somewhat and because it was nothing new to me, I remember having a fuck it attitude and not really giving a dame about it that time after I had done, I had that feeling again of being able to do anything lol. I may need to do it again just for that haha, I got a real rush out of it even though I was taking all the emotional and mental punches along the way. I heard just about every name calling/noise and got every type of look from people you can get out of those three trips lol. it made me relies people are shit, no doubt in my mind. I don't blame them though they don't know any better, I understand that now...
ok I put this on the other thread called meanest thing said about your acne, but it fit's into this thread as well. So for me by far out of all the years I've had acne the most embarrassing moment has to be the three times I went to the airport. Not once, or twice but three times! each a year apart and always in the summer, i'd go visit my dad who lives up north and spend my vacation's with him. The first time I went I was 15 years old at the time, then 16 and finally 17 is when I took my last trip. the airport happen to be the biggest and most busy one in America LOL, what luck right? in case your wondering it's the airport of Atlanta Georgia, very nice from the inside. I would have had a great time that is if my face hadn't looked like it was rub over by a freaking train -_-. well the experience was similar the three times I went I could remember my heart racing in just the thought of having to walk around all those people. all those eyes looking at me judging me every steep of the way the first time I did it I kind of has an out of body experience lol. my body was at the airport but my mind wasn't, I was like a robot or something. the second time I remember going to the bathroom hiding in there until it was time to board the plane. on both occasion they where people talking about me I could hear them, and then I would look around to find them staring at me some with discus others with pity. but you know what after every time I went threw with it I'd always feel like I could do anything afterwards, because I had done what for me was incredibly daunting. the third time I went I still got that feeling of anxiousness but because I had already done it before I didn't feel as bad. in part because my face had improved somewhat and because it was nothing new to me, I remember having a fuck it attitude and not really giving a dame about it that time after I had done, I had that feeling again of being able to do anything lol. I may need to do it again just for that haha, I got a real rush out of it even though I was taking all the emotional and mental punches along the way. I heard just about every name calling/noise and got every type of look from people you can get out of those three trips lol. it made me relies people are shit, no doubt in my mind. I don't blame them though they don't know any better, I understand that now...
is your acne better now? And yeah, I have come to the decision that people's mean stares would not bring me down any more 
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having a group of people standing around me at work talking sh*t about my acne to each other as if I'm not even there as I had to wait in line for something. I felt like raging I was so close to slapping a b*tch. I kept my cool tho. But thats a major memory that always comes back to me when I get anxiety attacks or start feeling really down. That memory.
Everyone posting in here gives me such strength! I have dealt with the stares and being surrounded by friends with flawless skin for years and it depresses me to no end. I have been asked by countless people why I wear so much make up and it takes all my efforts not to cry right then and there. There was a time where I left the house for nothing for months, literally. I was too embarrassed to see anyone for I felt so hideous and like a failure.
One very recent embarrassing moment for me was this New Years. I have a boyfriend who I love to no end (unfortunately he has yet to see me without makeup, I'm so scared) and he invited me to his house for a small party. I felt very under the weather and looked it too, but he wanted me to attend so I did. I dressed rather casual thinking I would have no one to impress and of course, I was broken out. We arrive and an hour later people start piling in. The girls were all gorgeous, dressed to the T with flawless skin. My boyfriend's best friend's girlfriend looked adorable, as always, with not one flaw. I felt so ugly and out casted, I did not want to meet anyone and when my boyfriend introduced me around I swear everyone looked at me like "Really? Her?" I was so humiliated. To top it off everyone kept coming up to my boyfriend's friend's girl and telling her how beautiful she was right in front of me, giving me a glance and looking away immediately. I wanted to walk out the door and not come back. Instead I went to my boyfriend's room, shut the door, turned off the lights and tried so hard not to cry myself to sleep.
As ugly as I feel, I feel worse for my boyfriend. To have a girlfriend with such bad skin? That must be so embarrassing. He tells me how beautiful I am everyday, but I am lying to him by wearing makeup. I have cancelled dates and lied to him saying I'm sick so I won't have to go out. Writing all this I want to cry. I know my skin will get better, but I fear once he sees the truth he won't wait around for that to happen. I know that if that happens that means he's not the right person for me, but I will be devastated and I won't get over it for a very, very long time.
Reading all these stories with people who share my pain gives me such a warm feeling inside. I'm not alone! I wish I could giveyou all hugs. :,)
Everyone posting in here gives me such strength! I have dealt with the stares and being surrounded by friends with flawless skin for years and it depresses me to no end. I have been asked by countless people why I wear so much make up and it takes all my efforts not to cry right then and there. There was a time where I left the house for nothing for months, literally. I was too embarrassed to see anyone for I felt so hideous and like a failure.
One very recent embarrassing moment for me was this New Years. I have a boyfriend who I love to no end (unfortunately he has yet to see me without makeup, I'm so scared) and he invited me to his house for a small party. I felt very under the weather and looked it too, but he wanted me to attend so I did. I dressed rather casual thinking I would have no one to impress and of course, I was broken out. We arrive and an hour later people start piling in. The girls were all gorgeous, dressed to the T with flawless skin. My boyfriend's best friend's girlfriend looked adorable, as always, with not one flaw. I felt so ugly and out casted, I did not want to meet anyone and when my boyfriend introduced me around I swear everyone looked at me like "Really? Her?" I was so humiliated. To top it off everyone kept coming up to my boyfriend's friend's girl and telling her how beautiful she was right in front of me, giving me a glance and looking away immediately. I wanted to walk out the door and not come back. Instead I went to my boyfriend's room, shut the door, turned off the lights and tried so hard not to cry myself to sleep.
As ugly as I feel, I feel worse for my boyfriend. To have a girlfriend with such bad skin? That must be so embarrassing. He tells me how beautiful I am everyday, but I am lying to him by wearing makeup. I have cancelled dates and lied to him saying I'm sick so I won't have to go out. Writing all this I want to cry. I know my skin will get better, but I fear once he sees the truth he won't wait around for that to happen. I know that if that happens that means he's not the right person for me, but I will be devastated and I won't get over it for a very, very long time.
Reading all these stories with people who share my pain gives me such a warm feeling inside. I'm not alone! I wish I could giveyou all hugs. :,)
*Hugs girlie* Open up to him whenever you feel ready!!! If he truly loves you he will be there for you. xoxo! We all went through such stories. You are not alone!
Hello friend good for you I'm glad to hear it =) and yes it has gotten way better then what it was back then. but unfortunately it's still isn't to that point where I can be happy in my own skin. right now I'm mostly dealing with two issues dark marks and icepick scaring.
ok I put this on the other thread called meanest thing said about your acne, but it fit's into this thread as well. So for me by far out of all the years I've had acne the most embarrassing moment has to be the three times I went to the airport. Not once, or twice but three times! each a year apart and always in the summer, i'd go visit my dad who lives up north and spend my vacation's with him. The first time I went I was 15 years old at the time, then 16 and finally 17 is when I took my last trip. the airport happen to be the biggest and most busy one in America LOL, what luck right? in case your wondering it's the airport of Atlanta Georgia, very nice from the inside. I would have had a great time that is if my face hadn't looked like it was rub over by a freaking train -_-. well the experience was similar the three times I went I could remember my heart racing in just the thought of having to walk around all those people. all those eyes looking at me judging me every steep of the way the first time I did it I kind of has an out of body experience lol. my body was at the airport but my mind wasn't, I was like a robot or something. the second time I remember going to the bathroom hiding in there until it was time to board the plane. on both occasion they where people talking about me I could hear them, and then I would look around to find them staring at me some with discus others with pity. but you know what after every time I went threw with it I'd always feel like I could do anything afterwards, because I had done what for me was incredibly daunting. the third time I went I still got that feeling of anxiousness but because I had already done it before I didn't feel as bad. in part because my face had improved somewhat and because it was nothing new to me, I remember having a fuck it attitude and not really giving a dame about it that time after I had done, I had that feeling again of being able to do anything lol. I may need to do it again just for that haha, I got a real rush out of it even though I was taking all the emotional and mental punches along the way. I heard just about every name calling/noise and got every type of look from people you can get out of those three trips lol. it made me relies people are shit, no doubt in my mind. I don't blame them though they don't know any better, I understand that now...
is your acne better now? And yeah, I have come to the decision that people's mean stares would not bring me down any more .
Not really my most embarassing "acne" memory as it's not directly related to acne, but once I was walking in my neighborhood and a car passed by me and I heard a "Ewww". The dude probaby had his head out the window and yelled that at me. It happened so fast and it left me in a state of confusion/shock/surprise. I was the only one on that street so, yeah, pretty sure it was directed at me. . :/ Plus I wasn;t wearing makeup, so, I dunno...maybed that played into it.
Again, I was walking somewhere else and there was a schoolbus with loads of kids in it and some of them had their heads out the windows. Some of them yelled at me 'HEY UGLY!!" and then they started singing the chorus of Rihanna's "You're beautiful like diamonds in the sky"...
So yeah, not completely related to acne, but sure as hell made me scratch my head at wether it's because of my scarred face...
Oh I got one, I went to summer camp during the worst period of my acne (5-6) big zits always on my face and horrible cystic acne on both sides of my jaw line. Anyways we had to play couples kick ball and I of course had to hurry before I got left out so I asked a few and got some rejections ,so finally there is one girl left and its between me and this other kid and she picks him... everyone saw me get rejected and one mofo I've mentioned in other posts told me I need to start working out.... wow thanks douche...