My Quest for Lips

You're excited about your surgery. You have the date picked out, the items bought, and a head full of dreams. Out of nowhere comes the projectionist!
They will tell you they are totally happy with themselves (while complaining to anyone with an ear about everything they hate about themselves.) they will feign to be concerned for you.
To those of you out there fighting this beast, it isn't you. The projectionist isn't tearing you to shreds (you're so vain, selfish, fake, etc.) They're actually attacking themselves. Some people are self starters, when they see something that bothers them, they fix it. The projectionist doesn't want to fix it. They want to be unhappy and they want others to remain that way too.
If misery deserves company, then triumph demands an audience. Stay strong my friends.

Worried someone's going to drag that skeleton out of your closet by the nostril? When you're healing people close to you are getting used to the swelling and by the time your result is present they are unaware because the change has been very gradual (it takes about a year before you see your final result.) If anyone will figure you out it will be your auntie Edith that hasn't seen you in twenty odd years who decides to drunkenly inquire as loudly as possible at a family gathering.
My story:
I was out at our town's Japanese steakhouse (yes, we are hillbillies- there is only one of those here.) my father is admiring my face when he says to me:
"I'm so happy you decided not to have that surgery.. You look beautiful."
Only I definitely did have that surgery last year. You will still look like you, just an enhanced version of you. :)

I have a relative who keeps bragging to me that she's traveling to the DR for the same surgeries I'm going for and it's "way cheaper". I love you girl but cheaper is something I look for when I'm comparing prices on my groceries, if I'm finding someone to mess with my face and body, I don't want "cheaper" I want the best.