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Luna
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After much procrastination, I finally booked a consultation for my plastic surgery.
It won't be until late September, but I already am anxiously waiting for that time to come.
For the past while, I did try to stop putting so much importance into my appearance and focus on my personal development through hobbies etc.
I have made some progress.
In fact, I don't feel as disgustingly, vomit-inducing ugly as I did before.
But I don't feel beautiful either.
I will need a lot more than what I'm getting to be beautiful; and even then, plastic surgery has its limits.
You can't turn garbage into gold.
You don't have to respond.
I feel content just to be able to share my thoughts with someone.
But if you do, NO MORE HUGS.
I'm all hugged out...haha.
I feel fine. I really do.
I'm not expecting my life to do a 360 with the surgery.
I'll still be the same angry office girl that locks herself in her room every night, pouring her heart out to strangers that probably don't really care...
Still going out to dinner alone, or if I'm lucky, have my family to go with me.
Still wandering aimlessly during the weekends and trying to fill it either errands, volunteering or some other reasonable purpose.
But regardless, I'm still excited.
I only wish the time would pass faster.
It won't be until late September, but I already am anxiously waiting for that time to come.
For the past while, I did try to stop putting so much importance into my appearance and focus on my personal development through hobbies etc.
I have made some progress.
In fact, I don't feel as disgustingly, vomit-inducing ugly as I did before.
But I don't feel beautiful either.
I will need a lot more than what I'm getting to be beautiful; and even then, plastic surgery has its limits.
You can't turn garbage into gold.
You don't have to respond.
I feel content just to be able to share my thoughts with someone.
But if you do, NO MORE HUGS.
I'm all hugged out...haha.
I feel fine. I really do.
I'm not expecting my life to do a 360 with the surgery.
I'll still be the same angry office girl that locks herself in her room every night, pouring her heart out to strangers that probably don't really care...
Still going out to dinner alone, or if I'm lucky, have my family to go with me.
Still wandering aimlessly during the weekends and trying to fill it either errands, volunteering or some other reasonable purpose.
But regardless, I'm still excited.
I only wish the time would pass faster.