Nose, Chin, Lower Bleph W/ Under-eye Fat Injections. Chicago, IL

I've spent years deliberating the ethics of plastic surgery. Feminist issues, the question of what defines 'healthy' self-esteem… It's probably a big part of the reason why I earned my degree in Philosophy! Anyhow, I've got this ex that won't stay and won't go away… And ultimately, his presence in my mind and emotions is what's pushed me off the fence into committing to undergoing these procedures. Of course, if you can love and accept yourself exactly the way you are, that's ideal. I've tried to learn how to do that for years--basically, I spent my 20s with my face buried in self-help books. Picked up a lot of useful concepts and habits. But in the end, I've always needed there to be a man in my life, telling me how sexy and beautiful I am. I've decided that anything's better than needing approval from other people--especially from a lover. So, I'm going to evolve my look, in every way I feel will improve my appearance. I'm doing this for me, because feeling gorgeous is an amazing feeling, and I want to have that feeling in my life on a more consistent basis, and much more independently from the voiced opinions of others.
I like my nose, but it's got a touch of 'schnozz-ishness' to it. I'm Jewish, black, and Native American, and I love my heritage; so I've been very reluctant to even consider doing anything to my nose. But what's prompted me to consider rhinoplasty has not really been my nose, in and of itself: it's been the loss of fatty volume in my face overall. I'm one of those people who's strangely attractive in my teens and twenties, and who starts to look like something pulled out of a drain the second my youthful juiciness begins to decline. My cheekbones suddenly appear much smaller--and so, my face appears small and weak-boned. The bags under my eyes have not only gotten more pronounced, but they've become much more visible because of the new gauntness that's appeared in my cheeks. I always had a weak chin--having my chin augmented is something I've seriously wanted to do for 15 years. My nose, next to all these changes, has become a little too large for comfort for me now.
Don't get me wrong: I'm a good-looking woman. I just feel I'm at this crossroads, at which my looks either begin to decline (until menopause--and then death!); or! I can leave my girlishness is the dust and evolve into a freakishly hot WOMAN.
I'm big into the power of thought, and manifestation. As far as my expectations, right now? I'm focusing almost exclusively on pulling through my first surgery--and my first time going under anesthesia--successfully. I'm visualizing the skin and fluids under my lower eyelids being pliant, and juicy, and flowing healthfully and being resilient. Sure, I'd like to come out of this looking more beautiful than ever; but I embrace the concept that the most important thing that will happen as a result of undergoing a plastic surgery procedure is CHANGE. I'm focused on this change being positive in and of itself, and being a symbol of positive, self-determing change that reverberates throughout the rest of my life.