Dear Cystic acne,
You’re back. Mysteriously after months and months of absence you are showing your face. I thought I finally may have outgrown you, and that our twenty year plus relationship was finally over.
But nope, just when I least expected you, you are back.
I suppose I should be greatful that you have graced me with your presence not on my actual face this time, or at least for now. My hairline and neck and shoulders are however not glad to see you. The scars on my face remind me of your previous visits and long term stays. Medication, skin treatments, doctor visits, changes in diet, hormones…
I have no idea why you have chosen to return rather out of the blue. I’m hoping your stay is not permenant. You’ve damaged my skin and my confidence more than I care to admit.
Basically dear cystic acne, I’m not glad to have you back. At the moment you have had the decency to only be on my back, neck and hairline but I fear your presence will creep in further. You are unsightly, painful, annoying, confidence shattering and you suck.
*I’ve struggled with cystic acne since my late teens. There isn’t much I haven’t tried or done to deal with it. Cystic acne is a horrible condition and it affects my skin and my confidence and I know others suffer too. If you are a sufferer you’ll know what I’m talking about*