dermatillomania
I am so sorry, face-staring public, that having some slightly unfortunate-looking skin on my chin seems to make you so uncomfortable that you feel you have the right to say things like "what's that on your face?" (random dude at the bus stop) or "is that a rash?" (my boss just now). Seriously. WTF.
Clearly I have to get a handle on this, like, yesterday, because I am really sick of feeling obligated to explain the intricacies of my skin care regimen/subconscious urge to pick at flaws to people who have no business even letting on that they've noticed something.
Clearly I have to get a handle on this, like, yesterday, because I am really sick of feeling obligated to explain the intricacies of my skin care regimen/subconscious urge to pick at flaws to people who have no business even letting on that they've noticed something.