I’ve had “bad skin” since I was a kid. Not just the occasional pimple, full breakouts, flare-ups, angry red spots that made people stare. I remember going to NSC. Spending money I didn’t really have on facials and products. Hoping this time, it would clear. This time, it would stay away. But

I was talking to my cousin recently. She was telling me how she teaches her kids to stand up for themselves. how if someone bullies them at school, they’ll know how to say, “That’s not okay.” They’ll know how to ask for help. How to protect themselves with words. And something about that made