I boosted my confidence and looked like a bad bitch doing it!
Disclaimer: I’m speaking on my journey and my personal experience with plastic surgery. I assessed my mental health and truly questioned why I was doing this, only moving forward when I knew I was doing it to make myself happy, not to appease society’s standards. Before deciding if this is the right move for you, do your research, talk to those around you, and openly talk to your doctor about any and all concerns you may have.
From the time I hit puberty, I disliked how my body looked. And I’m not just talking about putting on a few pounds. I had the one thing every girl wanted...boobs!
By the end of my sophomore year of high school, I was a 38 G. To say that the weight of the world was on my shoulders isn’t an understatement.
I grew so tired of clothes not fitting and not being able to exercise without two bras. The toll my chest took on me was so much more than physical, and my poor body image caused my confidence and self-esteem to tank. I never thought I was as pretty as other girls because my chest was colossal. Every time I walked into a store, I knew I was going to leave unsatisfied because the clothes I purchased never fit quite right.
At 18, I decided to do something about it! I booked a consultation with a plastic surgeon, and four months later, I experienced one of my biggest life-changing moments.
Listen…I’m all for self-love—embrace what you have, BUT if you want to make a change, don’t be afraid!
Here are the ways plastic surgery impacted me.
Removing four pounds (yes, FOUR POUNDS) from my chest took away so much negativity. I had become so weighed down by my dislike for the way I looked that it started to affect me mentally.
From the moment I came out of anesthesia, I fell in love with my new body.