Consider this post to be out of pure vanity and utter shock! Sorry, I won’t be trying to solve the world’s problems today. Nor will I be teaching you how to get your child to sleep through the night. Today I will be focusing on me…and you, if you’re in the same boat.
I consider myself to be relatively young. After all today’s 50 is the new 40 and today’s 40 is the new 30…and so on. So at the age of 33, I am experiencing a problem that I didn’t expect; a problem that I thought I had successfully sidestepped during my teenage years; a problem that is impossible to hide.
Right now I’ve got a face that only a mother could love. A new red spot pops up each day. One goes away and another stops in for a visit. And let me assure you, I didn’t invite them over.
Why is this happening? Is this common? And if I must have a teenage face, may I have my teenage body?
I’m calling out for some woman-to-woman support. Am I alone? Are there tips, tricks and remedies you can share?
Blemished & Blushing
Photo courtesy of freedigitalphotos.net. Photographed by Ahmet Guler.