in a way, it makes me happy. In a way it makes me sad... to find people that go through what i do.
there are times, when i look around in a room at all the faces and think, i'm the only one in here with acne.
there are times, lots of times in fact, that i do not, will not, look in a mirror.
there are times when i hear, say, or write acne, and my heart sinks.
i've never really had anyone that shared the same experiences with acne, and hopefully i won't feel alone any more.
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