I was reading the quiz Yeqi did for me when it suddenly struck me that she said she was scared of my face at first.

Are other people scared of my face too?

I never wanted this. It was P4-P5 when the acne started showing itself, and it just got worse and worse even though people were nice enough not to laugh at me or anything. So I went for treatment, and unless you've been through it yourself, you won't understand how painful it is. Each time they just squeeze one small pustule, it hurts like hell and you wish you'd lose consciousness only that you CAN'T, and then if they're not satisfied they'll squeeze again and again and again and each time it'll hurt more and more and more.

I cried so many times because it was so damn painful. Maybe, if I was lucky, the area they were working on would become numb. Then it wouldn't hurt so much.

To think the beauticians thought I had a high pain threshold; it's just a matter of whether you're screaming out loud or not.

Bloody treatments. Then the pimples started getting less and less, and I was happy because I thought I'd won, dammit!

But no, they've left their mark. And these will stay for life. There's no point even if my features are okay or if I manage to get a nice figure, because the minute people see my FACE they'll be scared off.

I'm not going to say "what did I do to deserve this", because there's no point. First the curse of being too tall and getting pimples earlier than everyone else at an age when I was far too immature to realise what'd happen if I didn't stop the acne, and now I'm forever going to be short and ugly.

Life sucks.