>Learn early on that I'm one of those lucky people who don't get acne, at all, unless I'm severely stressed, something something yada yada cortisol level affect skin barrier because immunity
>Start hardest year of med school that really likes crushing students in every possible way
>Start getting occasional acne
>Abusive family is abusive over every single blemish on my face. No, I don't know what their problem is.
>Say "It's because of stress", they say "No it's because you're ugly and terrible and eat carbs"
>I proceed to lose my vision and start the absolute worst half a year in my life, I'm battling daily thoughts of suicide, loved ones having cancer, eye surgery, other multiple body changes, and still trying to survive the hardest year of med school while trying to balance it all and not die (exhaustion) or die (kmsing)
>Get more acne I cannot seem to control
>Literally every single time they see me all I hear is rude comments about my appearance, any talk about it being stress related results in insult of character; resolve to having to deal with this for the rest of my life
> It all culminates in June, because hardest finals season ever
>Be me, now, beginning of July
>Third year ended roughly a week ago, I'm currently on practicals
>Spent the past week dissociating and decompressing, nervous system is finally sort of fine, not dealing with as much stress
>I look in the mirror while brushing my teeth today
>I didn't even do anything. No, like at all. For context: I've had no hot water in the apartment since MAY (it's July), so even washing my face became an occasional sort of process because ice cold water is hella uncomfortable on skin
>It WAS the fucking stress
gamechangershow
stormborns
vaporwave
tangentwithtanner
gummygunk
