I am convinced that every month — since going off the pill — my complexion has gotten a bit worse.
Now I’m all “was-my-skin-ever-that-good-naturally-or-was-it-the-pill-all-along” obsessing.
I am used to low-maintenence good skin. I have always bought nice products — because you can’t skimp on your face — but never had to fuss much beyond that.
I am resorting to leaving a goopy mask on my chin and forehead for 20 minutes at night, trying to stop the freaking acne.
I don’t like this one bit.