I was always told I would “grow out of my acne,” but at age 22 with no end to my acne in sight, I consider that belief a myth. Actually when I was in my teens, I remember one of my aunts was still struggling with acne in her mid-thirties, but I still held on to the hope that maybe I was one of the lucky ones who WOULD “grow out of acne.”
Well, we all know how that story ends. However, now that I’ve learned to accept myself with acne, I actually consider it a blessing. Since I became so determined to clear my skin, it’s led me to this whole other world of natural stuff that I really enjoy learning about.