Keepin' It Real: Adult Acne Sucks

By Camilla

Ok. I'm going to get real with you about something that I'm really insecure about: my skin. Mostly on my face. But also on my chest and sometimes back. I am like horrified just typing that out. But it's the damn truth.

I never had acne in my teen years. Maybe a hormonal pimple every now and then, but nothing that made me want to hide my face in a pillow. Once I became an adult, I started getting more and more breakouts, and I can honestly say that there hasn't been a single pimple-free day since I was 20 years old. 

There are worse problems to have in the world and I know that, but this really bums me out. It makes me sad when I look in the mirror. It makes me embarrassed to see people sometimes, because I almost always get a comment wondering if I got attacked by mosquitos or bitten by some awful bug. I am constantly looking at other people's skin and wondering how it must feel to not have gross red painful bumps all over the place. It doesn't help that I have a bad picking habit — likely caused in part by the anxiety I get from my skin — so any small pimple becomes totally exacerbated and probably spreads to create more. It's a habit that I, frankly, can't seem to figure out how to stop, and it becomes a vicious cycle. If there was nothing there to pick, I wouldn't pick at anything. 

So what it comes down to is that while I eat mostly healthy, rarely wear makeup, and generally do my very best to take care of my skin, I still have acne and I can't seem to get rid of it. I've avoided going to the dermatologist for 9 years now for a number of reasons, but primarily, I don't want to be put on any hardcore medicines. I'm hopeful that my fitness journey will have a positive effect, and I'll be trying many things this year to see if I can pinpoint the problem. I'll share some of the things I try and experience here. I'd love your thoughts and opinions if any of you have had similar skin problems.

First skin challenge: no picking my skin for a week. This is going to be harder than it sounds because half the time I don't realize I do it. And I think I even do it in my sleep sometimes. But I'm going to try. Even if it means wearing gloves at all times...