On the one hand I want to say, “I’m too old for this shit!” and on the other, I have to say, “Well, at least I’m not an insecure teenager to boot!”
Yep, it’s another pimple in a long line of pimples stretching back oh, about 5 years. Back to the end of the monthly curse and the beginning of acne and hot flashes.
This latest was quite a whopper. So big and painful that for a couple of days I was afraid I was hatching a boil. Fortunately, it wasn’t and it will pass and if I’m lucky won’t leave a scar. At least I’m not insecure…
