I started getting cystic acne at the tender age of 9. I'm not kidding.
I was the first kid in my class to get acne. Some of them didn't even know what is was. The first day of fourth grade, a kid came up to me and said "DUDE WHAT'S THAT CRAP ON YOUR FOREHEAD?!?" I just ignored him, but inside I was terribly scarred.
Now that I am 17, I had already experienced years of torture. Yes, I do have a dermatologist. I've tried over 3 dozen brands of acne products, and nothing works.
I am constantly moody, and I don't think I'll ever be able to get married with my sesame-seed sized scars and volcanic face.
Please...save me from myself! :(
2006-12-04
14:44:22
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