A week ago I had a very terrible skin condition. A VERY TERRIBLE one as you can see. The D DAY was coming. And nothing helped. I had more and more stress and I want to cry over this picture of HOW UGLY I usually look and WHAT make-up can do. If I looked this good I would stop wearing glasses. Now my skin is healing. I’ve got a shit load of vitamins and the stress a little less. God damn, how much I hate myself. You have no idea. Look at me, the creature walking this earth. And yet someone still likes me. Kind of. I hope this gives you hope. Take care…