03-13-2015, 06:34 PM
Something is bothering me a little bit right now.
My aunt came for a visit and she hasn't seen me for years. Then she saw me. My mom and my aunt pointed out that I have a gaunt face.
Oh, brother. Not this again.
My mom has been saying that I have a gaunt face since 2005. She didn't say it once but many times. It used to bother me a lot. It did affect my mind and how I looked at myself.
Additionally my ex best friend from my old high school also had a laugh and criticized my face by saying I look like a really sick person.
To make it worse, a plastic surgeon in Hospital A suggested me to do a plastic surgery on my face. He suggested inserting cheek implants to begin with. I went to see that surgeon for other reason. Not to do a make over of my face.
Another plastic surgeon in Hospital B told me that there's nothing wrong with my face. It's naturally structured as it is. God, I was relieved to hear that.
Until a head nurse from Hospital B suggested me to do a face lift.
I told my mom few years ago; "I'm going to do some work on my face since everyone keeps saying so including you."
My mom hesitated and said it's not necessary.
"But you criticized my face before." I pointed out to her.
She went quiet.
But now she's saying it all over again.
It took me years to appreciate my face. God, I used to despise mirrors and my own reflection because of these people. They messed up my mind.
I happened to love my face, okay? I believe I look good as it is. Can't just people leave it alone.
Sheesh.
My aunt came for a visit and she hasn't seen me for years. Then she saw me. My mom and my aunt pointed out that I have a gaunt face.
Oh, brother. Not this again.
My mom has been saying that I have a gaunt face since 2005. She didn't say it once but many times. It used to bother me a lot. It did affect my mind and how I looked at myself.
Additionally my ex best friend from my old high school also had a laugh and criticized my face by saying I look like a really sick person.
To make it worse, a plastic surgeon in Hospital A suggested me to do a plastic surgery on my face. He suggested inserting cheek implants to begin with. I went to see that surgeon for other reason. Not to do a make over of my face.
Another plastic surgeon in Hospital B told me that there's nothing wrong with my face. It's naturally structured as it is. God, I was relieved to hear that.
Until a head nurse from Hospital B suggested me to do a face lift.
I told my mom few years ago; "I'm going to do some work on my face since everyone keeps saying so including you."
My mom hesitated and said it's not necessary.
"But you criticized my face before." I pointed out to her.
She went quiet.
But now she's saying it all over again.
It took me years to appreciate my face. God, I used to despise mirrors and my own reflection because of these people. They messed up my mind.
I happened to love my face, okay? I believe I look good as it is. Can't just people leave it alone.
Sheesh.