My new year’s resolution is to take better care of my skin.
When M heard this, he called me vain.
I dont care.
I need to.
My skin is dry, for the first time in my entire life. Throughout middle school and part of high, I had acne and skin issues. When I got to college, most of it went away. By the time I’d graduated, all my issues had disappeared.
And then I got pregnant.
And then I didnt stay pregnant.
And all the saddness and anger I had inside of me decided to seep out onto my face. My skin hadn’t looked this bad since I was 11. Nothing I used helped. I had scars all over my cheeks and nose, and there was no end in sight. Insult after agonizing injury and mental anguish.
And then I got pregnant, again.
And my skin problems dis-a-fucking-peared. My skin is still 98% acne free, but now I face a new demon; dryness.
Last Thursday I went and got myself a facial. I generally hate facials with the passion of a thousand suns, what with all the extractions that I had to be done back when I was younger, but I figured that a) I was overdue and that b) it wouldnt hurt as bad since I didnt have tons of acne. And it wasnt, that bad. But the technician told me what I already knew… my skin was seriously dry. And I wasnt being nice to it.
It doesnt help that it’s winter, and that the wind is whipping at 30+mph sustained, these days. But I need to get a better moisturizer. Currently, I use Clinique Moisturizing Gel… which is for oily skin. Because, right, I used to have oily skin. I pump that shit 4 or 5 times into my hand, and smear it thick all over my skin, and within a few seconds, it’s all been absorbed and I’m dry again. And itchy. And flaky. Ew.
So, this is my resolution. Take better care of my skin. Not only is this a resolution that is fairly easy to stick to, but it involves relaxing facial time and pampering. Which is something I can happily get behind. 😀
Now if only I had a few minutes to actually go to the store and peruse their face sections…