I thought it was acne, but acne doesn't stick around in the same spot for eight months.
It was there for all of my vacation photos in October. For the company Christmas party (though I have to admit it contrasted with the green shirt I wore for a pretty damn festive result). For all of the family holiday photos. For New Year's Eve. For Valentine's day. We've been together through a lot, this spot and I, but enough is enough.
Turns out it's a little rash brought on by stress (gee, I wonder what could possibly be stressing me out so continuously for soooo long).
I went to my doctor's office and explained to the nurse that I didn't like to think I was vain, but this has been on my face for eight months, and I'm tired of looking at it (plus, what if it's leprosy or something? Leprosy would not be good). She said she understood but assured me that she didn't even notice it when I walked into the room. Kind of like this zit I have under my nose here, she said. I'm sure you didn't even notice, but I hate it.
Didn't notice it? It was all I could see! It was hard to look her in the eye because it was so distracting. It was the pustule equivalent of a blinking neon sign. It was reminiscent of John Belushi's famous zit impersonation in Animal House. Didn't notice it??
So anyway, I'm glad I got something to make this spot go away. I'm sure people have been not noticing my own neon sign for months. :)
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