darksurfer39 said:Look, in my extended family, my cousin's mom dealt with acne for about ten years, and now all her kids struggle with it... especially one cousin who gets really bad, inflamed breakouts. I don't think washing her face at night would have changed much... it's just genetics and that teenage predisposition. Of course, washing up is a must—basic hygiene is key—but your kids might not even get acne if they didn't wash their faces at all. It’s all about hormones; acne is basically just a sign that androgens are working overtime! You might be able to soothe things a little naturally (like chamomile steam, for instance), but it won't make major acne disappear... not if it's a serious issue. I know people who had to go on antibiotics just to manage. On the flip side, I knew a girl who found acupuncture really helpful! Personally, birth control worked for me... but since we're talking about a guy here, I can tell him that out of all the stuff I tried, Anthony was the only thing that actually helped a bit. It's pretty tough going at first, though... it irritates your skin and burns like crazy until you build up a tolerance. I started with a 5% strength as my doctor suggested, and then moved up to 10% once my skin finally got used to it. Just keep in mind, those are all ways to treat the symptoms, not the actual cause...
Here is some info on Anthony (they don't make it under that name anymore!)
If you're in San Jose, you can head to the Curkovic pharmacy over on 5th Avenue to find the replacement for Anthony, which is called Akneroksid.
http://www.tegobe.com/vademecumi/lek/antopar.htm
It’s helped so many people and dermatologists recommend it all the time... good luck!
It's definitely a genetic thing.
I mean, why does one person struggle with breakouts for years,
while someone else doesn't get even three pimples throughout their entire adolescence?
Is it because that person isn't hygienic?
Is it their diet or the climate they grew up in?
Nope. We can only blame our parents (in my case, my mom).
Though, they always told me (even lately) that I'm good-looking, just like her.
Every cloud has a silver lining, I guess, but I'd really love for this "cloud" to pass as quickly as possible. (I've been fighting this for four whole years—tried facials, every cream imaginable, and all sorts of pills except Accutane. I mean, if someone suggested men take birth control, they wouldn't even listen for two seconds.)
The only real fix seems to be a trip to the coast; things always improve after a beach vacation. Maybe I'll just pack a truckload of sea salt and bring it home with me and see what happens.