This cream. The metro-cream was drying out my face. I had the worst flakes of skin on my face besides the red skin, bumps, burning, and itching. I thought this cream was supposed clear up my skin. This was supposed to make my skin beautiful again. It has been 3 weeks and all I have is another condition to add to my skin; Flaking. I could scream.
Actually I scream.
I stared at my face.
Then I cried some more.
I put myself back together. I took each broken piece and re-super glued them back together. The last time I have to piece myself back together was when I left an abusive man. I should be used to this. I should have the layout memorized. I don’t have it memorized therefore this process takes time.
Once I had most of the major piece collected and re-glued, I drove off to my date.
I had a date. My skin on my face didn’t even care if I had a date. It was burning. It was itching. It was a fiery heat that couldn’t hold back tears. I didn’t want to cancel the date. I decided that what I have on the inside is far more important than what I have on the outside. That is what I told myself. That is what I went with. The date went well. I still cried in the car ride back to my place.
I went back upstairs to the bathroom mirror. I stared at myself. I stared and pulled at my skin. I touched it. I let the tears flow. I screamed. I allow pity and engulf me till I couldn’t stand it anymore.
With tear soaked checks I looked into the mirror, at my reflection, and stated out loud, “I will heal you.”
I stopped crying and started to research what Rosacea is, what the triggers are, if it can be healed naturally, and how others survived with this skin condition. I challenged myself to heal.
When you first had known that you skin condition was Rosacea how did you feel? Did you heal naturally or use some sort of medication?