When I turned sixteen, I got the most horrible cystic acne dermatologists had ever seen.

I remember going to school and getting called the most terrible names. I’d cry all the way to school, I’d sob in class, in the restroom, on my way home. Basically, I was always crying.

My mom took me to at least 8 different dermatologists. The first one prescribed vitamins and oral antibiotics. I tried that religiously for two months and it helped, but as soon as the meds ran out, the acne came back.

Dermatologists 2 and 3 wanted me to use tretinoin cream, and that was exciting. After the promised purging phase, I would get the clear, glassy skin everyone seems to have after using tret.

But 3 months in, I knew that this purge was here to stay. My cystic acne was deeper within my skin, it was more inflamed than it had ever been in my life, and the scarring got so bad I didn’t have the courage to step out of the house.

I started seeing all these ‘woke’ Instagram posts about embracing your acne and scars. 

If you’ve ever had acne, you would agree. I woke up every morning knowing that I’d have more ‘cystic surprises’ in store for me. Sometimes, the cysts would bleed while I slept. They hurt so bad I could barely touch my face.

If the inflammation ever did calm down, all I saw were the deep, gutted pits in my skin, with the brown scars.

My doc prescribed a pairing of tretinoin cream with azelaic acid, but it’s hard to get rid of scarring when new breakouts constantly create new scars.

All day, every day, I would watch reddit photos of girls who used tret and azelaic acid, and the results were phenomenal.

Luminous, plump, shiny skin with not a brown scar in sight?

My confidence was at the lowest it’s ever been.

My face was always peeling. I couldn't wear make-up because it made the peeling more visible. My skin barrier was absolutely wrecked.

Dermatologist 5 recommended Roaccutane, but the risk of side effects scared my mom so much she refused it. I was 17 at the time and even though I fought with my mom a lot, I didn't win. As soon as I turned eighteen, I barged into her room and announced ‘I’m getting that Roaccutane.’

I saw a light at the end of the tunnel.

Sure, I got diarrhea, I couldn’t sleep, had splitting headaches, and I started losing my hair…but it was all worth it for the good skin that was coming.

As soon as the Roaccutane ran out, the acne cysts came back. My doctors were shamelessly unapologetic and unhelpful.

What did a HydraFacial do? Left my acne sorer than it had ever been. Vampire Facial forced me indoors for two weeks—because like an actual vampire, my skin would burn in the sun. And the ice facials? They helped numb my painful acne for a day.

At this point I was getting pissed off. I found this Reddit thread where tretinoin-haters banded together and discussed their acne. They used Epiduo, Clindamycin, Doxy, BHAs, and a bunch of other things. But their acne came back as soon as the meds ran their course—just like mine.

That’s when I learned that there were others out there—like me. 

I started following an Instagram influencer who had acne worse than mine, and she filmed makeup tutorials on how she covers up her scars and bumps. I went out and splurged on all these concealers and powders, but the makeup just made me look old and flaky. Makeup looked gray over my acne scars, and made my skin issues more obvious.

Next morning, I was feeling so depressed I knew I couldn’t make it to class. I was convincing myself to get out of bed when I found this comment buried under the tretinoin-haters Reddit thread.

Something about a ‘high-frequency facial’ available at a California spa that had helped this woman’s cystic acne tremendously.

I did not have $350 to spend at a spa.

I simply couldn't afford any more of these fancy treatments anymore, and the high-frequency facial was unreasonably expensive!

That evening, Google did what it does best: It started targeting me for ads and I saw something life changing!

Primalderm High-Frequency Therapy.

Primalderm High-Frequency Therapy was supposed to treat acne, enlarged pores, wrinkles, and fine lines. It also helped the appearance of acne scars, and was more effective than its counterpart at spas.

Because once you purchased the device, you could use it more frequently than you could get spa facials.

I did some research and found that High-Frequency Therapy has deep germicidal-cleansing and antibacterial properties. By oxygenating the surface of the skin, high-frequency kills bacteria, stimulates circulation, and helps in detoxification. It also contracts blood vessels to minimize inflammation and redness.

I didn’t even think twice. I ordered the Primalderm High-Frequency Therapy device, and it arrived in the mail 5 days later.

I’ll admit, I was scared of being let down once again, but I still had hope that I’d get smoother, clearer skin for the first time in my life.

So, I followed the instructions.

Cleansed and dried my face. Inserted the electrode into the wand, and switched it on. Moving it in circular motions over my crazy-acne areas—the chin, cheeks, and temples.

It certainly felt like it was doing something. It didn’t hurt, but it was a little zappy.

One week in, I woke up without a new cyst for the first time in years!

Two weeks in, the inflammation was almost all gone, and my skin had started to heal. 

I Would 100% Recommend Grabbing It RIGHT AWAY at this reduced price.

The offer is only available for a limited time via the company website.

This is the only thing that worked for my acne and scars. It gave me clear skin, and the confidence I have today.

I have a boyfriend now—and I have Primalderm High-Frequency Therapy to thank for it!

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UPDATE: My skin is glassy, clear, and shiny. With six months of Primalderm high-frequency therapy, I have had zero new breakouts, and all the scars have healed. I will use this high-frequency at-home therapy forever!