Acne is a serious problem and it is not fun!
The skin problems on my face and back started when I was only fifteen
years old. Like an ugly shadow, it would follow me around for the next
ten years.
I lived the everyday hell you are currently going through enduring the
'pizza face' and 'greaser' name calling, and harassment that goes along
with being a kid who has acne all the way up into my adulthood. People
can be very cruel.
I did everything you have tried as well. I tried lotions, creams,
pills, sea salts, and mud packs. I sweated out my looks before dates,
parties, and special events.
I even hated having my picture taken. Acne made me look and feel ugly.
I got so frustrated with my skin I once slapped my own face in total
disgust!
What was wrong with me? I asked myself over and over again. "Why me?
When will this ever go away?
I felt angry, hopeless, and gross. I watched in horror as small acne
scars began to accumulate on my face.
I would have to carry 'the badge' of this disease for the rest of my
life, just like the other people I had seen that had it. Something had
to be done.
I spent thousands of dollars pursuing a cure visiting the top
dermatologist I could find. When his recommendations failed, I went to
another dermatologist and then another. Always the acne stayed and the
breakouts kept coming without any worthwhile relief.
It defied every one of their recommendations, their expensive
prescriptions, treatments with over-the-counter products, the ongoing
six a.m. antibiotic regimen that created nausea beyond belief, and even
Accutane - the so called "Miracle Drug".
Acne was NOT my friend. After ten years of this constant emotional
battle, I finally found a different and viable solution to this common
problem. It was quite a journey to uncover something that really worked
and I must admit, I was very skeptical at first when I tried it.
I truly didn't think I would EVER get rid of the acne that had
tormented me for so long. However, I desperately wanted to feel better
about myself and I wanted the acne GONE - so, I gave it my hardest try.
After just three days, I woke up and made the slow walk to my bathroom
mirror. I walked in half asleep, almost stumbling, and with my eyes
closed. As I opened them, my jaw dropped to the floor!
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