Introduction
Does this sound familiar?
I was sitting on a coffee shop with this one cure girl that I had met
few days back. We were on our first date.
When we had met at a club things were going fine; we were
laughing, flirting and generally having a blast. She was cute, smart,
funny etc. I was thinking that there could be something here.
As we were sitting in that coffee shop things were not so good.
Every time I tried to relax and have fun, the ugly, red pimple on my
left cheek felt like a giant beacon shouting 'Look at me', I'm here'. I
was thinking that 'Did I hide it well enough', 'Oh, I hope she doesn’t
see it', 'she's gonna run away so quickly if she sees it'.
My leg kept bumping up and down. It was like it has a life of itself. I
had to really focus and force it to be still. While I was calming my
leg my fingers kept fidgeting with the coffee cup. Every time I
focused on something I had to let some other part 'go free'. If you
have ever tried to stop a shaky house of card from falling apart you
know what it was like.
The funny and confident guy she had met few days earlier was
replaced by this nervous, self-conscious, fidgeting hmmm…. nerd
who had never had a date before.
Needles to say, that thing didn't turn out to be the most fantastic
romance in my life.
She excused herself pretty quickly, and I never heard from her
again.
End of that sad story. Bu-huu me : )
Let me level with you.
Acne can be a very frustrating thing to have in your life. It's like a
constant roller coaster ride of emotions.
You hear about some new acne cure and get your hopes up. Can't
wait to get your hands on it and try it out. The next morning your
rush to the bathroom and check yourself from the mirror.
