I was lucky as a teenager. I missed the spots and acne that plagued so many of my contemporaries. Can’t say why, it just didn’t happen. They were all busting spots frantically, or being scarred for life along their necks and backs, and I just had a nice tan, and hay fever instead.
A life spent in a city, with traffic, smog, pollution, and fumes. Working all sorts of shifts, eating and sleeping erratically, stressed out like an over-tuned violin string. You would think that all of this would have played havoc with my skin. Smoking heavily, drinking lots of wine, and almost never enjoying fresh air and relaxation; surely the breeding ground for spots and associated blemishes? Apparently not.
Give up work and move to the countryside. Enjoy the freshest air you have ever known. Walk the fields and forests, stress free, and unworried by work and time commitments. Eat well, at a regular time, give up smoking, get proper sleep, and relax.
That is when the spots come.
At a time and an age when they were least expected, I woke up today with five, pulsing red spots around my face. It feels as if tiny beings are inside, trying to get out. They are glowing, like the landing lights of midget aircraft, throbbing like miniature bass speakers. My hygiene has never been better. I have probably never been cleaner, more relaxed, or less inclined to expect acne and spots. Yet here they are, parading proudly, visibly pulsing around various parts of my head.
Am I getting ‘teenage’ spots at the age of 60? If so, why? It is not that I have never had a spot. I have had some before of course. Just after beginning to wear reading glasses, one would occasionally appear across the bridge of my nose, and I don’t doubt that I had the occasional appearance on my bum, or on an unreachable part of my back. But I did not expect to start getting a crop of these on the face, at an age when I thought that I was done with all that stuff, and had begun to anticipate the possibility of far more serious medical conditions, waiting around the corner.
You don’t see anyone over the age of 21 on an advert for Clearasil, or any similar product. They are always worried teens, unable to go to the disco, or shopping with friends, until the wonder stuff clears up the problem almost overnight.
Perhaps they are missing a new market? Saggy-faced sexagenarians are the new spotty bastards. We need the creams and lotions that creep under spot capsules, and dry them out. We also need to know why it is happening. Please tell us.
What’s next? Unwanted erections on a bus? (I should be so lucky…)
I have no words other than “gut health” – ha ha – look that up.
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I doubt my gut health was good at that time, Lara. I had been at the highest stress level I had ever known, and getting very little sleep.
Best wishes, Pete.
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That can make a difference. Stress is a killer.
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I’ve always been more or less like that roadrunner in a popular cartoon. I tend to avoid Acme and Acne.
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Everything was ‘Acme’ in Road Runner. I remember that. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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You’re lucky. I didn’t have acne as a teenager, the odd spot, but I got menopausal acne! Who knew there was such a thing. Very painful and unsightly and I was teaching at the time so you can imagine the comments. Eventually I saw a doctor who prescribed some stuff that helped. Over the counter creams are useless.
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Glad to hear the prescribed medicine cleared it up for you, Jude.
Best wishes, Pete. x
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A dreadful period that lasted several years 😩
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I’ve been dealing with acne all my life 😦
Still I had to laugh.
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Thanks, Irene. Sorry to hear that you still get it.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Thanks, Irene. It did clear up by 2013, but it came as a shock at the time.
Best wishes, Pete.
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I am having problems with my pc today. Please delete the other entries. Sorry.
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That’s okay, Irene. I will do that for you.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Thank you. I don`t know what happened.
But my e-mail-adress was visible.
It looks like I swapped the columns for name and e-mail address. I’m a bit older too;)
Have a wonderful Sunday. Best wishes, Irene
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Reblogged this on Anita Dawes & Jaye Marie ~ Authors.
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Thanks as always, ladies.
Best wishes, Pete.
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I wonder if you might have been bitten by an insect during the night, as they appeared rather suddenly?
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They were spots rather than bites. Classic pulsing whiteheads. I did think back then that it might be stress. I had a turbulent year in 2012.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Could be!
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I’m sad now that you are a Pete and not a Richard 🤣
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Still thinking about this one. For some reason, I’m not getting it.
(Spotted Dick? Maybe not…)
Best wishes, Pete.
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Yes spot on! 🤣
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That’s good. I thought I was going senile. 🙂
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I didn’t realise this was a reblog, hope they cleared up, maybe it explains why we haven’t seen a picture of you for a while 🙂
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It lasted until just after Christmas that year, then went away.
I think there are enough photos of me on here. Any more recent ones might scare away new followers.
Best wishes, Pete.
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I have had acne since I was a teen. Stress seems to bring them out. I would think at the ripe old age of 66 I would be done with all of it.
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I did actually think it might be stress at the time. In less than three weeks, my mum died, I retired, and then moved up here to Norfolk. Once I ‘stopped’, it was as if all the stress manisfested as spots.
Thanks, Lauren.
Best wishes, Pete.
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That makes so much sense. You had too much on your plate.
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My guess is the clean, country living was rejecting your body. 🙂 Warmest regards, Theo
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That sounds about right, Theo. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Hope those spots have cleared up over the last eight years.
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They have, Peggy. That left me wondering if it was somehow stress related, with so many life changes in a very short time.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Seems likely.
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Reblogged this on beetleypete and commented:
A post from eight years ago, when I had not been blogging for very long. It is reposted for the benefit of new followers, as it appears that only one person ever saw it. 🙂
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Thought this was going to be an ambulance anecdote!
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