Reflections on a Zit.

The thing about pimples is, they're not necessarily permanent.

There are people who can feel it growing there, and leave it be.

There are even the people who can see the red head forming and not attempt to poke, prod, cover up or squeeze at it. Myth even speaks of those who can wake up in the morning to a massive whitehead on the brink of erupting, and do nothing but wait for it to go away.

I am not of this persuasion.

I consider myself a woman of action. That which can be done must be done to prevent any such unsightly, disgusting growth out of the proportion that it needs to be. Really, why deal with a big problem when it can be sorted out quickly while its small, right?
Sadly, when the offending zit does not in fact come to a head before growing ridiculously large and painful, there is less than no use to constantly be messing with it - it does not help. In fact the only purpose the poking and prodding serves at this point is to worsen things. Its painful even to do that, but I cannot help myself. I cannot take ugly, or the sore. And I know I need to wait for it either to come to whatever head its going to come to or to disappear altogether, but I just...can't! Because if it doesn't actually come to a head, but instead just fades, it somehow offends me. Like I deserved the satisfaction of the big ugly head just to know that what it had contained is gone, for real. The same way you've gotta see the corpse leaving the room you found the cockroach in if you intend to sleep there peacefully that night. You've got to know its gone.

Yet the unhelpable urge to somehow physically make it get there faster does nothing but guarantee a big ugly scar afterward. And the scar's really the only thing you're left with after all that. A big painful one thats done nothing toward actually making anything better, but only produced bitterness and discontentment.

So, moral of story - some zits were meant to get worse (on their own) before they get better. And sometimes inaction is the best course of action. Because scars take a lot more time to vanish, and probably never will completely.
And perhaps when I can tell which zits these are that I'll finally outgrow the damned things.