It’s Rosacea, not blush

My charismatic dermatologist grinned when he told me I have Rosacea, my mom’s face fell, and I gave a sarcastic smile. Luckily it’s not so bad, really mild and it’s good it’s diagnosed early. I’m just glad I know how to treat my face now. It’s a little annoying when people assume I’m blushing because […]

18 Years

Like every young kid, there’s a point when you discover that the future exists. At 9 yrs old I began to think about the future. My future. And it wasn’t a nice one. It was an approaching nightmare of realism. I promised myself that on my 18th birthday I would run away. It’s what my […]