Today, August 23, I had the day perfectly planned out. The plans are not much, but I already imagined how and when to execute them. But there are things I can’t control, and they end up scrambling those few yet important plans. (Important to me, at least.)
And I’m pissed.
Continue reading XXXVII: Started Great, Now Frustrated (A Rant)So, what can I share here under 10 minutes?
Well, I feel sad because lately, I have been dealing with more than 10 pimples on my face. Having that many pimples may be normal yet bad for some, but this is the 1st time I had a breakout like this. Normally I would get 1 or 2 pimples every 6 months or even a year, but not anymore. My “clear skin” streak is broken and it makes me sad. I’m so shy about showing my face to anyone.
But I should not worry too much about my pimples. Stress may add more pimples to my face. Maybe I should take some Lactezin, an anti-acne drug. Perhaps I should also change my skincare routine. But I’m sure I should see a dermatologist soon.
What else? That’s it for now. See you tomorrow.
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Header image: Andrew Martin of Pixabay. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2024.
So, what happened in my life today?
I did my morning rituals, I did a little bit of work, then I had lunch, and then I had my therapy session. I was supposed to have my therapy session last week, but it got rescheduled a few times, and then it finally happened today.
One of the things I shared with my doctor was my desire to plan my birthday party, and then she told me that I had grown so much in the past year. From surrounding myself in the darkness, now I want to celebrate life. And I didn’t notice that comparison until my doctor said so. Sure, I still dwell in the darkness every once in a while, but… wow. Cheers to progress, self!
Then tonight I had a BLT for dinner at my favorite spot Satchmi, and then suddenly I watched DC’s Blue Beetle. Frankly speaking, I enjoyed it more than The Flash. I might watch it again – hopefully with a friend or a family member.
Crap. I’m walking on the sidewalk right now and it’s starting to rain. I have to go.
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