Plastic surgery is a double-edged sword and doesn’t always turn out as hoped.
Nozi
She was always bothered by her big nose, so I supported her decision to have it fixed since it had been her dream for years. The result, however, didn’t please her – though I thought it looked fine – and she became seriously depressed. I cared for her and tried to help her out of that dark place for two years, but it didn’t work. Eventually, she went for another surgery and, in her opinion, they made her nose even worse. She ended up breaking up with me and is still struggling with depression to this day.
Therapy
I had a girlfriend who was naturally beautiful. She didn’t need any cosmetic procedures, but her self-confidence was low, and she believed treatments and surgeries would help her love herself. What happened instead was a drastic change over a few years – and not for the better. She had her narrow little face filled up with hyaluronic acid, plumped her lovely lips, and spent a fortune reshaping her nose – which was fine before – and botox erased all her charming wrinkles and expressions.
My special, stunning love turned into a typical plastic surgery addict. The worst part? She became dependent. I didn’t realize plastic surgery addiction was real, but I watched it happen right before my eyes and couldn’t stop it. She should have spent that money on therapy because her problem was with her mind, not her body. We broke up, and she hasn’t stopped since. Seeing her photos getting more extreme every year breaks my heart.
The two balloons
My girlfriend had the most beautiful breasts in the world: not too big, perfectly shaped, fitting just right in my hand. Still, she got two big implants that gave me chills because of their size, hardness, and scars. But she blossomed with confidence, threw me away like trash, and now she’s with a flashy new guy.
The joke
She got such a big mouth done that when I saw it, I joked that if we ever swam deep in Lake Balaton, her inflated face would make a great rubber boat. It was just a joke, but she got so offended she kicked me out.
Expressionless
She got botox every three months and for two months looked like a wax figure baby: when she laughed, her eyes squinted, but otherwise, her expression was frozen. I couldn’t tell when she was angry because she couldn’t frown or knit her brows. After a few months, I’d start liking her again when the botox wore off, but as soon as the three months were up, she’d rush back to the doctor for another round. Eventually, I had enough.
Embraced by curves
I’ve always been into women with big breasts. And before anyone calls me shallow, I’ll say women tend to prefer men over 180 cm (5’11"). So let’s respect each other’s preferences. I loved Mira’s body just as it was. She was 153 cm (5’0") tall with a 100 cm (39") bust – my dream woman. Then one day, she said she was bothered by her “big boobs” and a few months later had breast reduction surgery. (It wasn’t medically necessary!)
She loved being able to sleep comfortably on her stomach, go running, move easily, and not have people stare at her chest. But I was heartbroken. I understood it was better for her, but Mira wasn’t the woman I fell for anymore. When I tried to talk about it, she got upset, but I reminded her she wouldn’t date me if I weren’t tall and fit – something she’d said many times. So I asked how she’d feel if I suddenly shrank 15 cm (6") or stopped working out, and she had no answer. We broke up, and now I admire my new girlfriend’s amazing curves every day.
