In the society we live in now, we are pressured constantly about how to look and act. Although the way we are expected to act is never ending, achieving a certain way to look is what really drives people’s need to be accepted.
We seem to always be striving for that perfect …
- Waist
- Hips
- Thighs
- Breasts
- Butt
- Facial Features
- Skin
The circle goes round and round.
So many young teens have fallen under this influence as they look to famous icons such as Taylor Swift with her long skinny legs. Sadly, the point of being bullied for one’s looks has been reached and happens every day to tons of people. And with plastic surgery becoming a more common practice to fix flaws, teens are turning to doctors to fix those flaws and end their lack of self confidence.
I know this because I was someone who had a flaw that would eat me away from the inside. When I was born I had quite a bit of bruising on my face, most likely resulting in why I had nasal deformities, and being bitten by a dog on my nose only made it droop more. As I grew up, my nose became more crooked, bumped, and I could only breathe out of one nostril.
My nose bothered me more than it ever should have; of course, I never mentioned that to anyone. Four years ago (in high school), getting nasal surgery didn’t seem like an option to me. However, four years later, nasal surgery was finally a possibility. I’ve had a constant lack of confidence in my nose since I was in the seventh grade, and now (seven years later) I finally am able to fix something, not for anyone else, but for me, and I can’t believe I didn’t do it sooner.
I think that when people hear about plastic surgery they get the wrong impression. Yes, my nose was the main target whenever I was teased, and believe me when I say that I could tell you what any exact person has ever said negatively about my nose. But I got this surgery so I could live happier, not to please others.
My mom always tells me that I am my biggest critic, and it’s true. Before my surgery, I was always worrying about what people thought of my nose. I only took pictures from the right side of my face and looked in the mirror daily with the same thought: “I wish I didn’t have to live with this every day.”
After my surgery I’ve noticed how much happier and carefree I am. I don’t worry about my appearance and have even started to wear less makeup. I feel confident talking to others, and not once have I felt insecure about my nose. Getting surgery was the best thing I could have ever done for my well being. My lesson learned is to not let anyone tell you what is wrong with yourself. It should be you and only you to decide your happiness.
