|03.07.2024| I was born with bad skin

(2024 without make up -2016 with makeup) I was born with bad skin… . My childhood, entire teenager, I grew up with this belief. It was common til the point when I was teased during final exam in grade 9 by my Biological teacher and I acted nothing. I was upset but I accepted because I spent days in spa, taking meds to curve but nothing changed. I kinda miscounted how many times I heard “why leave skin like this?”, “why does not take more water”… it was devastating tbh. The pain you suffer, the negative people lay on you, just because you didn’t reach social beauty standards. Simply, I just did not know how to be better. I drank water more, I even took diarrhea meds just because it may clear my stomach and toxic… somehow. Nothing worked really. My confidence level was below zero. It may explain why lot of photos that I have not show full face. I was ashamed! Going to Australia, people recommend I taking Apple cider vinegar/ acne meds (with tons of side effects: mood wings, etc.). I did, anyway. Well, if you was hopeless, then you just tried it all. Not sure which may work, but my skin was better, I was happier (still bad, but for me, it was a big jump). Back in Vietnam, first two years was simply disaster: career, skin, self esteem, world against me basically. Anything saved me these days that I didn’t have giant acnes, ironic enough it was already a win, and COVID vaccines hit. I was freaked out with myself during quarantine, not bc staying of home but my body disagreed with myself via the skin. So not like any beauty bloggers on social media, I suffered long enough to understand the simple happiness of a clear kin, especially in Vietnam. Life is just simple sometimes.