Hiding Away

So tomorrow I go see a dermatologist. I went to see my general practitioner doc yesterday, and she said my acne was bad enough to go ahead and put me on minocycline. It felt good to know I was starting some more active combating of this, but at the same time it was, as always, sad and difficult to walk into my doc's office and have her look at all the zits on my face rather than make eye contact with me (although to be fair, she only did that when I first walked in).

I found it really hard to go into work and talk with co-workers afterwards. I was extra-sensitive about how my face looked. And I have a job where I am expected to speak up and pitch ideas. But I couldn't handle my co-workers looking at me. So I kept my mouth shut much of the day, which is unusual. I wound up going home early and working from home the rest of the day. And today, I called in sick. I legitimately don't feel well, but I admit that part of me was quite relieved to skip a day of people not making eye contact with me.

I said I'd post some pictures, so they're below. Of course, they're kind of gross. So, you know, maybe don't look at them if you're about to eat.