A Lifetime of Servitude

<----This is what the rest of my life will consist of if i continue to think like most of the female population over 7. They have influenced me so much that i have broken down and purchased the "highly recommended" MAC MAKEUP!
Ok, obviously EVERYONE that wears makeup is not obsessed with being ultra feminine or looking like a $2 hooker. But life as i know it is over or shall i say the natural look is over for me. Several months ago my face broke out. I had a cluster of pimples on my forehead which decided to travel like the nomads to other parts of my face. I didn't know what to do. I never had this problem before! I washed with all types of soaps, used topical acne ointments with sylic acid (sounds like it would eat my face off) and benzoyl peroxide, drank so much water i thought i was going to evaporate and finally gave in and went to a dermatologist. Aside from stress he said my work enviroment was contributing to the problem big time. As if i needed anymore fuel to add the fire when it came to work. So now i'm washing my face with some tingly soap that makes me giggle three times a day.
My whole life i've been au natural. I didn't know how to apply makeup nor did i have any desire to learn but, i started to consider it. I hated looking like a pre-teen going through puberty and although the makeup wouldn't hide the bumps it would definitely hide the scars. My close friends started to get on me about how i was almost 30 and didn't wear any makeup. I thought i looked ok even with the blemishes. It was almost like a chant everytime i saw them...You know your not a little girl anymore. (no duh fuckers) All i could do was roll my eyes and wonder why they were so eager for me to be "grown up". Personally i started to feel insecure of my already damaged face and felt like they were being a huge pain in my ass.
Anyway they broke me. For mothers day two of my friends and I went to macys and made me look different. It wasn't half bad. I purchased a concealer and press powder but when they started throwing eye shadow, mascara, eye pencils and they ever important lash curler i drew the line. I couldn't take it anymore!
We left and tried out my new face at a job interview the next day. I HATED IT. I felt like i couldn't even blink. Then i got to work...the asses. Comments ranged from u look great to your glowing (wasn 't really sure about that one). I felt like a disturbed plankton. Anyway i've run out of time. Till next time...