Time to bust out the throwaway.

Plastic surgery. I have had my boobs and nose done. I want my hooded eyelids fixed, forehead reduction, my butt chin removed, lip injections, and fat removed from my double chin (only 112 lbs now and I've had it even when I was around 100).

Realistically I'm shooting for my lip injections within the next year and slowly saving up for my forehead.

I obsess every day. I take pictures of myself to examine and delete. I wonder how alterations would make me look then I research doctors and the price and possible strategies to save up. I'm currently an unemployed recent grad. I'm prob going to live at home a few years while working full time to help me save up for my forehead.

I have an extremely large forehead and even past boyfriends have commented on how I shouldn't wear my hair up.

I think about it non stop and I really love the idea of surgery. It gives me hope that one day I will be considered "beautiful" rather than being called ball face/butt chin/fivehead/etc.

I wanted to become a plastic surgeon because getting my boobs and nose done made such a positive impact in my life. I used to cry about my looks almost daily. I wanted to do that for other people but unfortunately I am bad at math and science and a bio major wasn't for me :P

I know I have issues, and I've tried for years to get past them and still am, but the band aid of plastic surgery I 100% attribute to why I haven't killed myself. I was so unhappy with myself in high school I thought about it daily. The surgery really gave me an amount of self esteem where I do not hate myself every day and it helped me so much. Its like an art and allows people who weren't blessed genetically to have something that makes life so much different