I, like so many people, have struggled with acne for most of my life.  It started insidiously when I was a teenager, and then progressed to overtake most of my face and leave me with scars.  Back in those days I thought I could cleanse my way to clear skin. Countless TV and magazine ads had taught me that if I emulated any of a number of famous blonde ladies and splashed my face with a bunch of water that all would right itself.  Instead I ended up with irritated skin and a soaked bathroom.  As the years have gone on, I’ve been able to gain control of my acne. …