There’s nothing that kicks your self-esteem in the butt quite like a bad bout of acne. It’s hard to describe exactly why those unholy bumps make you feel so dang awful about yourself. Personally, and I know this isn’t rational, but whenever I break out, I feel like a lesser version of myself. It’s as if the sebum in my skin is clogging not only my pores but the very nature of who I am. Clear skin, clear spirit, you know?