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diaryofaskinpicker:

You probably don’t know this, but I’m picking my face right now. Right under your nose. If we are sitting across from each other, I am probably picking my face secretly.

It may look like I’m just putting my hands on my chin, in a thinking pose. But I am secretly using my fingers to pick at the scabs and pimples on my face.

It may look like I’m grabbing my cheeks playfully, but I am a master of distraction. I am a master of prestidigitation. I am likely picking at my skin while doing this.

I have a light beard right now, which makes it easier to pick my face and get away with it. Women use make up to hide their face picking. Men use beards.

If someone asks me about my face, I usually just say one of the following:

“Oh it’s just a zit, I think I popped it.”

“I cut myself shaving this morning.”

“It’s just razor burn.”

“I think my zit got infected or something.”

I’m not just non-nonchalantly rubbing my face in exasperation or bemusement. I’m picking my skin secretly.

Just thought you’d like to know.

I’m Picking My Face Right In Front of You