Date:   2/24/2005 10:05:02 PM ( 19 y ago)
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Here's a little about me...

I'm 18, 19 at the end of this march. When I was 15.5-16, I got ripped. No one could tell I was cause I was a skinny kid, but I always wanted to play 'dick-measuring contest' with the stupid jocks who picked on other kids; because I was picked on before, so it waa my way of getting revenge. I'm 130 right now and I was 120 then. And I always beat them because they knew/know little about strength - regardless of them benchpressing 200lbs or some stupid crap.

Anyways, only a few people knew what I looked like with my shirt off and shorts on, I had girls checking me out ALL the time, andmore than 9 coming after me, by grabbing my butt, etc. So I felt loved for a good year, I never had a girlfriend, but I had never went for one of the girls coming after me because they weren't my type.

But then came 16.5.... I became a freak with grade 5 cystic Acne in 2 months. Yes, 2 months. I went from a couple pimples, to flaming red broccoli ALL OVER in 2 months. No one talked to me, everyone just stared, laughed, made fun of, or something really crude. I started keeping my head down, looking away from people who stared - literally for more than an hour at a time. I started making different passages in school to passby the most mature kids so the younger ones or the %¤#&!§-s wouldn't make fun of me.

I had started with tetracycline a year earlier, at 15.5. It was a pain in the butt to take cause I had to wait like an hour to eat after taking it on an empty stomach in the morning. SO I just shunned it off and used a strong benzoyl peroxide solution the doctor gave me. When it got a little worse around 16 I started being more stern on taking it every morning no matter what. After taking it for 3 months straight - it didn;t do much so I stopped caring.

And when I had it grade 5 cystic, that's when I started taking minocycline, and sulfamethoxazole. I took those both for 3 months each at seperate times. They did next to nothing as well.

I remember right when I turned 17, I cried on my birthday because it was still there: After planning so much of how I was going to get rid of acne, and that everything I tried didn't work. Around this time I had a lot of family problems too, my dad started acting weird for some reason, I wasn't sure why at the time. But we came 2 weeks away from losing our home and my dad was very adamant on making me stay at my job that I had as a cashier at a very busy grocery store. Having grade 5 cystic Acne didn't help any. Even though my lane was open - some people would switch to another lane that was busy because they wouldn't want to confront me.

I'd tell my parents and my sister who's 35 this year, her husband, my brother (21 this year), and they would empathize with me and try to say they knew what I was going through, but no - they never did. My dad did a little bit because he had it the same when he was my age. He'd keep saying it would go away - just work through it, because with everything he tried - nothing worked. But of course, those testimonies I read about people having Acne their whole life up to their 80's! and even to the degree I had it till then was enough to scare me and not listen.

I'm glad I didn't. Because there were plenty other signs telling me that it's more than just acne. I was constapated at times, dark under eyes, baggy under eyes, my hands and feet were ALWAYS cold, I'd always burp when eating, my breath smelled, my sweat stained clothes, my face was always greasy and flaming, and my hair grew 1 inch a month.

Long story short from here: I don't have acne anymore, but I have scars that don't heal. I have 3 small silver Amalgams (mercury), and those are the only sources of pollution in my body. I've taken bloodtests, and I have high levels of aluminum and mercury and isopropyl alcohol in my body.

Even after fully cleansing my liver and intestines, I expected to feel tons better, especially because I am eating really good too, but the source of pollution needs to be taken out. I'll assume you understand why. But after I cleansed, I found out I had scoliosis. It's going away form stretching, but I still have cold hands and cold feet (poor circulation). And if the nutritious blood can't get to the tissues that need healing - it won't heal.

Some of this seems kinda choppy, but I promised not to say the whole story over and over again until I am fine. I got sick of explaining my story to so many people because it just makes me feel bad unless it's with someone who is going through the same thing. My brother, and other people at his job - people who I know as 'friends' who talk about me behind my back all say I should 'get out of highschool' and stupid crap like that, but it's all typical rhetoric from ones who don't have to put up with the problem.

They always want to point out that it's all psychological, and that I've done all I could, etc. But they're stupid.

I just say 'well all your stupid problems are all in your head too.' Whenever they have problems and they want my help from the benefits they've seen of me (they have seen a lot), I tell them, but the conversation always turns in some way to make me lookd like I'm a paranoid idiot when really I'm mroe aware of the things I eat, think, feel, smell, put into my body, etc.

Going to stop here... I'll make a website when I'm done with everything that's happened and what I've done to counter it. I promise it will be worth reading.
 

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