Every winter, the skin under my nose flakes off in tiny, humiliating pieces. I try to ignore it, but I see it in every mirror, every video call, every time I catch my reflection in my phone. I’ve tried every cream, every oil, every hack the internet throws at me. Still, I find myself in the bathroom, picking at the rough patches, pretending it’s just dryness and not a sign that my face is falling apart again. I layer on moisturizer until my skin feels greasy, then wipe it off because I can’t stand the shine. Sometimes I skip plans because I’m tired of explaining why my nose looks raw. I know it’s just skin, but it feels like a spotlight on everything I want to hide. I wish I could stop caring, but I still check for flakes before I leave the house. I still hope tomorrow my skin will finally let me be invisible. #SkinStory #BareFaceAnxiety #BeautyBurnout #Beauty #Skincare