Challenge #8

A habit I wish I didn't have. Easy. Zit picking. I'm pretty OCD about it. I can't pass a mirror without checking out my reflection (and not in a vain way, but in search of zits) and if I see one, I can't not pick it. Same goes for my loved ones faces. Poor Nick has hit the ripe old age of puberty and has started taking preemptive measures of picking his own zits, cause "it hurts more when you do it." Which, ironically, is how I got started. Paranoid my dad would hold me down and pick mine, I took matters into my own hands. Of course, I took it to a whole new level, and many family members think I'm slightly crazy. But there you have it.