So I had a tired pick when I should have gone to bed. Same old mistakes. But there was still some element of control to it and I was picking blackheads, most of which did oblige (gross).
Still it’s disappointing as I know that was time I should have been resting. It’s been a long tiring weekend and getting sleep is crucial.
It got me questioning why I pick. I pick because of the blemishes on my skin. But it makes me feel so shit when I pick and these days my skin isn’t that bad. I did the marathon with a noticeable blemish but it didn’t bother me when I was out there.
In fact the picking bothers me more now than my skin does.
I came to the conclusion I would rather have bad skin than pick. That’s the effect picking has on my mood. If I can keep telling myself that then there really is no reason to pick during the day or at night. When I wake up I will have a look to see if there are any blemishes worth getting rid of for the day ahead, but after that I should just leave it, let it be bad. No one gives a shit. Some people might look twice when your having a bad day but then they will go back into their own little world of thinking about their own problems. Really we are all invisible in that sense. Unless we are out there in the public eye.
Let’s see how this goes.
“I rather have bad skin than pick”. I just need to keep telling myself that.