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My Quest for Clear Skin

Most of us have at least one physical feature we wish we could change — mine has always been my acne-ridden skin. It’s been a sore subject for as long as I can remember, with each new suggestion from a well-meaning friend creating a well of anger inside me: “I’ve literally tried EVERYTHING, including whatever you’re about to tell me, so shut up.”

By the time I was 19, I’d fallen for every gimmick on TV, tried anything a doctor would prescribe (including LOADS of antibiotics and topicals), and come up empty. At times, I was resigned to having acne forever, but somewhere inside me I always knew there was a puzzle to solve, and I’m happy to declare that I’ve finally solved it.

Until January of this year, not one single thing I’d tried brought me beyond what I’ll describe as my “baseline condition” — colorless rock-hard bumps covering my cheeks and forehead that never popped and never went away. But making this one final change was the key to pushing through that baseline into clear skin territory. Here’s my story.

Pubescent Acne

My acne started mildly at age 12. Embarrassed of my face, I was wearing make up for school pictures in 7th and 8th grade and making sure no one saw my back or chest in high school. My sister shared my acne woes, so we became the “zit sisters,” helping each other pick hard-to-reach “backne” and commiserating about our grueling regimens of medications and topicals. The older I got, the worse it got. From junior high into high school I single-handedly boosted Walgreens’ stock price. We tried Retin-A, Differin, Panoxyl, Brevoxyl, Amoxicillin, Doxycyclin, Emgel, and those were just some of the prescriptions I remember.

Me as a teenager, probably 17 years old

At age 17, we went for the Nuclear Option: ACCUTANE. Accutane was a gruesome beast, requiring constant moisturizers, sunscreens, and lip balm on the entire lower half of my peeling, raw face. It was terrible. At softball practice, my legs would break out from the grass in the outfield, and everything I touched was greasy with spf.

By the time my junior prom rolled around, my chest and back were as clear as day, but not my face. I still hold onto a picture from that night, my clear back to the camera — a moment of triumph, if only partially so. I would later learn that drying out oily skin and killing all bacteria on and in your body to treat acne are just about the worst things you can do for yourself.

Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS)

At 19 years old, I was diagnosed with PCOS and told I would have to follow the South Beach Diet and take hormone-regulating medication for the rest of my life if I wanted clear skin (or to have babies one day). I begrudgingly took the meds, but I couldn’t manage the South Beach Diet. Not as a college student. Not at 19 years old.

From here, and for the next 6 years, my skin would get progressively worse, as would my digestion. I gained weight in my midsection, which only exacerbates PCOS, and became depressed. My skin was at its absolute worst when a late-night infomercial persuaded me to try ProActiv. It promised clear skin in 60 days, and I figured what the hell, I have nothing to lose.

Here’s a record of my progress:

A Holistic Approach – Curing Acne Naturally

My Miracle Acne Cure

In mid-January, feeling a little off from all the holiday sweets, I started drinking homemade bone broth every day to improve my digestion. Unexpectedly, the tiny bumps that have been on my face for twenty years shrank and disappeared!

I couldn’t believe it! For years I’ve been touting the health benefits of bone broth and chicken soup, but never once did I consider that it would actually clear up my terrible skin. Not only did the broth heal my gut, it cleansed and hydrated my system, and after almost two decades of constant disappointment and frustration, my lifelong acne was cured.

I don’t want to overstep here. My skin’s not PERFECT 100% of the time. But the smooth surface I feel today is something I haven’t experienced in the 20 years I’ve been dealing with this problem. Today, instead of impossible-to-extract, constant bumps, I get a few easily extracted blemishes a month, if that.

I’ll take that over the alternative any day.  click here for more information

Unfortunately, I do have some scarring from the ravages of the lifelong battle, but I can live with that.

 

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