Hi...
Alot of things happening now. Few bad things, some good things. But what affect me more are the bad things. I am super extra sensitive nowadays. My mind cannot accept small little mistakes. I am asking too much? Maybe...
Recently I was going through my old photo albums. I have loads of photos and they are not really in order. So since I was rearranging everything in my room, so I think, what the heck, might as well rearrange these.
Going down memory lane, different emotions runs through me. Happy, sad, happy again then sad again.. The most sad was looking at photos of myself during my university years until last year I think. Before this I didn't realize it that much, but my face was horrible! It made me think, did I really have the confidence and self esteem to go through the days with that face? Probably I did have some.
For those who don't know me, I have a terrible case, over the top acne problems. All my life! I don't have that many friends and one of the reasons was that nobody wants to be around me with a face like that. People made me cried with all the comments about my face. I got comments from all kinds of people; strangers and even from the people who I thought was my true friends. True friends accept who you are, the way you are. I ended up crying myself to sleep.. literally! Probably I should scan the pictures of my old me and show to everyone how ugly looking I was.
There were 3 things I am thankful for. 1. My family who accepts me. None of my family members, aunties or uncles nor my cousins ever commented on my horrid face that made me cry. Thank you so much for that. 2. My very true friends.. who don't even care how I look like and befriended me because of me. And 3. Eventhough I was looking like that, I had boyfriends and they loved me then.. at least that was what I thought.
Anyway, like is better now; emotionally, mentally and socially. My face is way better and pleasant looking. I used this product that I thought would never work. I have alot more self esteem now. Good for me kan? But you know eventhough I know that my face is way okay now, but I still feel like a stab in the heart whenever other people mention about that 1 little acne on my face. Sometimes I do get that, you know when it's the time of the month. Why do people even want to mention that itsy bitsy little acne that you can barely see? Don't you people have anything else to say? BETTER SAY NOTHING THAN TO SAY SOMETHING STUPID AND HURTING!
Alot of things happening now. Few bad things, some good things. But what affect me more are the bad things. I am super extra sensitive nowadays. My mind cannot accept small little mistakes. I am asking too much? Maybe...
Recently I was going through my old photo albums. I have loads of photos and they are not really in order. So since I was rearranging everything in my room, so I think, what the heck, might as well rearrange these.
Going down memory lane, different emotions runs through me. Happy, sad, happy again then sad again.. The most sad was looking at photos of myself during my university years until last year I think. Before this I didn't realize it that much, but my face was horrible! It made me think, did I really have the confidence and self esteem to go through the days with that face? Probably I did have some.
For those who don't know me, I have a terrible case, over the top acne problems. All my life! I don't have that many friends and one of the reasons was that nobody wants to be around me with a face like that. People made me cried with all the comments about my face. I got comments from all kinds of people; strangers and even from the people who I thought was my true friends. True friends accept who you are, the way you are. I ended up crying myself to sleep.. literally! Probably I should scan the pictures of my old me and show to everyone how ugly looking I was.
There were 3 things I am thankful for. 1. My family who accepts me. None of my family members, aunties or uncles nor my cousins ever commented on my horrid face that made me cry. Thank you so much for that. 2. My very true friends.. who don't even care how I look like and befriended me because of me. And 3. Eventhough I was looking like that, I had boyfriends and they loved me then.. at least that was what I thought.
Anyway, like is better now; emotionally, mentally and socially. My face is way better and pleasant looking. I used this product that I thought would never work. I have alot more self esteem now. Good for me kan? But you know eventhough I know that my face is way okay now, but I still feel like a stab in the heart whenever other people mention about that 1 little acne on my face. Sometimes I do get that, you know when it's the time of the month. Why do people even want to mention that itsy bitsy little acne that you can barely see? Don't you people have anything else to say? BETTER SAY NOTHING THAN TO SAY SOMETHING STUPID AND HURTING!
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