Pizza Face

I feel like I’m going through puberty all over again. My hormones are out of control. I wake up every morning with new pimples. Really? It’s not bad enough that my hair is greying, my breasts are sagging and my ass looks like it should be on display in the cheese section at the grocery store? I now have to buy acne fighting products for myself and my tween. Make-up only draws attention to the blemishes creating orange circles on my face. I look like I could be a character on Yo Gabba Gabba. My 2-year-old points out what she believes are “boo-boos” when we are in public. My doctor says he can put me on a low dose birth control pill. It just increases the risk of having a stroke. Gee, Thanks. I would rather look like the before pictures in a Proactive Commercial.