Beautiful in my skin

I try to remind myself it’s okay not to be perfect. One of my biggest fears was posting a pic without makeup. Don’t get me wrong I love make up it’s fun to do. I finally realized how crazy that sounds though. So here I am with my red skin, blemishes, and my weird freckles. I think social media has become such a strong place for self image but also it’s not portraying a real one. It’s time for empowerment to embrace your insecurities. To truly love and accept yourself for all that you are because nobody’s perfect. We all get old, we all get acne, we all have those days. I think I deserve to eat chocolate and break out or to spend the day reading books I love. It’s ok to not be perfect. It’s kind of overrated. At the end of the day those things make me who I am – raw, real and beautiful. ~Gean

What’s the meaning of this thing we call life?

Do you ever just have those long thoughts about why and how? Well, I do all the time, and I started wondering about how life is going now and how it was.  But it wasn’t always like this. You see, I have had a long journey from such a young age. I have experienced the good and the bad through many different eyes which not a lot of people get to do. There are 3 things I have seen that have opened my eyes in different ways. Number 1 was Happiness (remember blog of January 30, 2019).

Another of them is love, and love is a big word that can mean so much. You can love things, people, or even a time of day. I believe that love is unconditional and can spread far and wide over distance and time, but sometimes it’s harder to feel it than to say it.  As a kid I was told I was loved but I did not feel it. To me it was like oil on top of water. I knew how love felt. My cousin, who was my buddy, showed me unconditional love. She was as bright as they come. No one’s perfect but I looked up to her because she saw the world and people with eyes of love. No judgment, just love. At one point in my life I asked the person from whom I never felt love growing up if they really loved me and the answer was, “I do, but in my own way.”  It was years later I realized that she did love me the best she could for who I am.  But that’s the thing, some people see or even know love like it has a limit, or it doesn’t fit in some places. I believe love has no limitations or bounds.  It is unconditional. Thank you to the family and friends who love me for who I and and have shown me what unconditional love feels and looks like.  For that I will always treasure . I feel loved now. I know what it means to me. I love my mom, sister and my family who knows me for me, and I want to thank my amazing boyfriend for showing me love has no labels and that I do deserve love no matter what. I know how I plan to show and share my love with the world.

My Acne Story

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I’ve struggled with acne for a long time. It started with just a few spots here and there. I remember my family telling me not to worry, that it was normal for a teenager.  But as I went through my teenage years it seemed to get worse, not better. I tried everything that’s out there for acne – every product, treatment, or pill. Doctors continued to give me remedies that didn’t help. They always said it gets worse, and then better. But better never came to my house. He probably skipped my street.

So, acne made me feel self-conscious in a big, big way. I felt like I had pizza face. I felt like people judged me. I felt unattractive and less confident. I felt like people were staring at me all the time, that they were looking at my acne instead of me. And that gave me a lot of anxiety making me feel really, really bad about myself.  I wasn’t beautiful, and it was so important to me to be beautiful.

I used to cake make-up on, and it never seemed to be enough.  People always told me that make-up causes acne.  Fun fact:  it doesn’t cause acne, but it does clog pores.

When I was about 15 or 16, I went to see a dermatologist, and he gave me some cream and some pills to take.  My acne got worse and worse, but then it gradually got better as time went on.  I’d see good results, but every time I saw good results, I’d stop the prescription creams and pills.  A few months would go by, and sure enough, acne came back even worse than before.  I finally started using the cream again, and really sticking to it and thought it was gone for good.

I was about 17 when it popped up like crazy all over my face.  There seriously wasn’t a space between what was a pimple and a space that was clear.  It tore at my confidence.  It made me feel so bad that I finally just told myself: I love my acne, and I love myself.  I just really didn’t give a f*ck about what people thought.

Finally, I found a brand – Origins.  Turns out sticking to one brand that contains all natural ingredients was one of the main keys that helped me control my acne. I’m happy with myself today.   Yes, I still have marks and some acne here and there, but I love my acne because it’s a part of me.

So, here’s a big Life Lesson:  At the end of the day know that you’re beautiful and strong.   Never let anyone tell you you’re not.  Stay true to yourself and love yourself. I think that is one of the most important things ever to know in life.  ~ Gean