...cold sores. I have this disease. When I get stressed...these stupid things come out to haunt me on my lips. This week has been super stressful and three cold sores came out on my bottom lip. Pretty much I'm self-conscious of it. I've had them all my life. Nobody else can tell...except me of course.
But I do have a story about my cold-sore curse. In high school, I really got into chapstick and I swore by the fact that if I didn't put on chapstick as much as I did, then I would get cold sores. My mom didn't think so and she wanted me to get out of the habit. So I was going to be stubborn and prove to here that chapstick was my lip-saver. For three days I told her I wouldn't put on one bit of chapstick. Before the 3 days were up, I had the 2 biggest cold sores on my mouth I have EVER had. It pretty much was not fun. They were so big and stuck out from my mouth I swear almost a 1/2 inch.
Neadless to say, I won that battle and mom felt really bad about it. The problem is this though...It was so big everyone wouldn't ever look at my eyes when I talked to them, they would look at the growth on my mouth. But anyway, luckily I have this medicine I take now that speeds up the process of my cold sores, but it doesn't make them go away. But I'm luckily on my way out of this round.
