Dominique's Story
Inspiring! How Dominique, after 20 years, overcame her cystic acne.
Here's what she uses:
- Neroli trio (at the beginning, in winter she took the Jasmine Rose Serum )
- Her favorite: Hydra Tint
- Complexion radiance or foundation fluid in makeup to avoid clogging the skin
- Book Beauty as a reference to understand
- Exfopro once or twice a month in jojoba oil
- Dermopur on his pimples
- And which soothes him and made a huge difference: theCardamom mask
His poignant testimony received in 2020
Hello, potted happiness merchants! My name is Dominique, I'm 40 years old. Since I was 20, I've been battling (and that's saying something) my cystic acne problem on my face. This acne has really taken up a lot of space in my life, it's even changed my life choices... I've been working as an actress for 23 years in an institutional environment, but it was teaching that interested me a priori. However, I couldn't bring myself to assume to appear in front of a group of students with a huge pimple on my chin. I felt like all my credibility was going out the window when a dubious enemy appeared on the horizon. When I say huge, it's because cystic pimples can be 2-3 cm in diameter, and what hides under the skin, even bigger and oh! So painful. My chin was constantly "inflamed". I could only think about it constantly. I didn't even show up at the university for my graduation ceremony to receive my Master's degree...too ashamed of my face and not confident enough to see everything I had just accomplished during my studies. I then had opportunities to speak about my thesis at conferences across Quebec. Offers that I always declined, because my face wasn't worth it. My acne was once again holding back my enthusiasm and aspirations. What I felt inside was too heavy to overcome. I had the feeling that people only saw that of me, I was the girl with huge pimples. We often think that children can be mean, but I received mockery from adults which distressed me even more. I didn't want anyone to talk to me about my skin anymore. With my boyfriend, my family, my friends, everyone knew that it was a sensitive subject to avoid. I felt like no one understood me. I was often on the verge of despair. Looking at myself in the mirror had long been a daily avoidance. Pictures of myself? As few as possible and at the right angle please. Scarves around my neck to bury my chin in and the ultimate deliverance, wearing the mask recommended by the government! I was finally going to be able to hide at work! I had reached the end of my resources. Minocycline (antibiotic), birth control pills of all kinds, Accutane 3 times, creams and creams, different diets, thousands of dollars of products...and always the same recurring problem... the one and only time my skin was beautiful was during my two pregnancies... did I have to be pregnant for the rest of my life to feel pretty!! Lol
