First of all, I am sorry that my story cannot be as inspiring as others here on RealSelf. However, I am obligated to be brutally honest with you wanderers of the Internet. I will tell the whole truth, both the good and the extraordinarily bad. (In advance, prepare for a melodramatic rambling)
Where to begin? Adolescence. Like so many other girls on this site, my nose "blossomed" in middle school. Other girls my age kept their cute or elegant looking noses, but mine transformed into a stern Roman nose. As time went on, the feature grew to dominate my face and I frequently felt like the elephant in the room. I began to feel self-conscious about my obnoxious nose. As silly as it sounds, I even developed social anxiety because of it.
In my late years of high school, I was determine to rid myself of such of an abominable feature. I began to work and test out of college classes so that I could afford a rhinoplasty. To put it lightly, I whole-heartily sought this procedure. However, when the day of the surgery arrived, I felt like I was making a terrible mistake. I worried about the potential risk of winding up with a deformity or having to get a revision rhinoplasty. In retrospect, I think I should have trusted this anxious feeling.
Two-weeks after the procedure, I had the splint removed. My initial reaction was shock: the result was devastating. The very cornerstone of my insecurity remained despite the thousands of dollars I had earned to remove it. My nose looked the exact same: it appeared as though my surgeon had not even touched it.
Currently, I am four weeks post-op and finally I have found peace about my nose. To put it bluntly, it is still terrible. However, I simply do not care any more. If my surgeon can amend the persistent hump. Good. If not. Good. I can find some way to take attention from my nose if I must be forced to live with it. I can wear glasses, wear specific hairstyles, ect. At least now I am not as desperate to have a revision rhinoplasty as I was to get it done in the first place.
To all who read my story, thank-you. Very few people in my personal life know about my rhinoplasty nor my motives. I am so grateful to be able to be open about my experience and share it. I hope that all who read it can learn something from my experience.