I am trying to stop. I seek help, treat my skin, and love how I look when I can mask it. But the new semester is starting. I am still their mother, and the bills are still due. So stress makes this worst. Me. Still, lust after me and try to smile but beneath, I am a ball of nerves. So I begin to pick. My face is the first place I go because I feel I am not worthy of beauty. Then I say I must heal myself, so I pour alcohol on cotton balls and pat the open wounds. I scream out in pain, not sure if they can hear me. But without makeup, my children see the true me. The raw me ill me. And when I stop for a period of time, my skin shines and looks so young and soft. But life as to be going well. The kid's lives must be going well; school for me is going well, my love life is in and popping. And the bills are paid. So the clear skin does not last for long. Dry skin adds to its pain and stress. I can get help, and I motivate myself and use a wonderful life coach.
Hello, my friends, I hope everyone is doing well and stayed safe and healthy today. I hope I receive some followers and comments from those who are reading this blog. We can all use some ideas outside of dancing(which is a great source of releasing stress). I alI so hope to reach those who are not well and tell you that we all are wishing a fast recovery no matter what is ailing you. I am not going to you give you the #we are alone together because we are not. Some of us are single and alone. Some of us are talking to a pet, some of us( like myself) are single parents, some of us have annoying spouses right about now, and some of us thought have 5 or 6 kids was a good idea up until today. But seriously, I hope we all are getting through this in a positive, upbeat manner. I am here, and I will be checking my blog all-day to make sure I am here for you. So leave a comment if you just want to be heard. Soon I will start a podcast and work on my YouTube channel to keep tha