What my acne taught me about life.

Last year October, I became hyper sensitive towards my skin. I would fuss over every breakout, every darkspot. Skincare entrepreneurs had me as their cash cow, as I was buying product upon product regardless of the cost.

Did I get the ever-glowing glass skin I so desire?

No, my skin got way worse. Like really bad.

If we meet up, you would have to hold yourself not to point it out. Which you shouldn't do by the way, because it’s basic courtesy.

So what are the lessons here?

Like your skin, let life be. I haven’t lived long, but if my 20+ years has taught me anything is that things eventually work out. It may not always be what you expect. Things may not turn out exactly how you envisioned but at the end, there’ll be a flutter of joy in your heart because life has a way of working things out.

It’s very easy to be flustered. As long as you’re a breathing being with blood and bones, there’ll always be something that will pop up to ruin your day.

I used to hate the unexpected, the unknown. I dreaded uncertainty so much that I’ll plan for the little details, even up to the point of coercing or manipulating others to follow my plan.

Acting like that, only compounds the issue, never make things better.

Are you saying I shouldn’t take action when shit comes up?

No! I’m saying do what is absolutely necessary for you to do and let life handle the rest.

But wait!

When things get better, be grateful but don’t be delusional.

Since October, my skin has gotten better, but it gets bad again.

So in life, things will get better and then get worse, but hey it will get better again. We can only hope not to be stuck in a loop of hell.

PS: You may find this advice nihilistic and unhelpful but it makes sense to me.