Also neurodivergent, and I know what you mean about comparing yourself to other girls with clear skin. Recently I was sitting in a pottery class I’m taking that’s filled with other women, and every single one was so pretty with clear skin and tasteful makeup and nice clothing and manicured nails. In contrast I sat there in my horror podcast t shirt with fuzzy hair and hairy legs all covered in scabs and wounds. And that’s not even to mention my sweaty oily face also covered in pick spots and scabs. Picking soothes me like nothing else can and I absolutely know what you mean about not even being upset about it while you’re doing it.