I’m sorry this is all I talk about. Just be glad you don’t live with me. But I just want to vent a second about the dermatologist. She asked me about the products I used daily, kinds of makeup, cleansers, etc. She asked if I wear foundation and I said no. I could feel her side-eyeing me. Listen, woman, what part of my face doesn’t always look like this don’t you understand? Later she was like, if you come back for this sun spot laser treatment (they push their cosmetic stuff a bit at this practice) it will also help with redness. Again, I AM NOT USUALLY RED GODDAMMIT. Ugh. I didn’t even put moisturizer on beforehand because I wanted her to really see the rash at its worst, but it only made everything worse because I think she decided I wasn’t moisturizing my lips. No, my lips have been crazy chapped and peeling because of this condition. I’m just showing you. I don’t go around like this without putting something on them. It was frustrating. There was a general lack of understanding.
Sarah! I read that line and it put a bad taste in my mouth. Like. I get sometimes what an author intends and what gets across can't be controlled (we've talked about that) and I think she intended it to be about incest and them being so evil that they're incapable of feeing pleasure or companionship the way the rest of us do, buuuut as someone who goes through ace phases/thought she was ace for years and years, it definitely plays as if being ace is equated to being evil. Ugh.