Today I did a more realistic assessment of my finances for the Fall 2008 school year. Turns out I'll need more money than I'd expected, because of medical bills, and the fact that I'm finally attempting to sort out my face, acne-wise.
You think years of being grossed out by pimples should have turned me sooner, but I feel like my acne is my shield against the world. I pop them when I am anxious and the satisfaction of a good squeeze sometimes helps me get through the day. I don't know what I'll do without them. Like that Family Guy episode where the pimple took over in Chris' life, my acne has defined who I am.
Maybe the regime they will put me through will take it's place. Wash every evening with Purpose soap, put on a scar fading cream, then in the morning take a huge pink pill, wash it down with the others. In the morning rinse the face and put a pimple vanishing cream dotted on each pimple.
While a regimen may not or may take it's place, I hope I learn to live without the pain of having pimples.
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