Dumb Blemishes

This is usually how I roll into my shop.  Only, if I’m honest on this day I had good lighting and clean hair; so usually I look even worse.

It’s so weird to me that I’m now in my early 40s,  and I still struggle with frequent blemishes.  I wash my face twice a day, use good products, and try to take care of my skin.
 
I could be better about getting regular facials and about cleaning my make up brushes, but I’m lucky to even wear make up most days.

I guess I just always thought that by this age my skin would be clear.
 
And on that note,  that by this age I’d be in a relationship… be  more successful …  have travelled more …  would be more spiritual,  wiser,  richer  …  WHATEVER!

What I’m learning is that regardless of what my skin decides to do or what I’ve accomplished  so far in life, getting older doesn’t actually suck.

I like who I am right now.  I love the journey that I’m on.  I appreciate what I’m learning and who I’m becoming.  YES, I’m still becoming.

Anyone who tells you that she has life figured out ISN’T living life.  

Because truly living is full of risk and risk is full of learning and learning is full of growth.  

​Just when you think you’ve mastered a lesson, there’s something new to learn!

THAT’S what I love about this season.  And sometimes that’s what I hate.  I walk a fine line between loving the growth and wanting it to be easy.

I heard a leading thinker say recently that he seeks out pain every single day.  Like he wants to hurt either physically (like during a work out) or emotionally/mentally (by making himself have hard conversations or do the hard thing).  He does this because he knows that getting uncomfortable will create the growth he’s hungry for.

And, while I may be a little softer than he is… I like his way of thinking.  I’ll lean into the blemishes (physically and metaphorically), if they help me become more of who I am meant  to  be.
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Ok, so now tell me.  Who has break out prone skin and what’s the best thing you’ve tried for it??!