After she told me about this, I pulled out my handy makeup mirror that magnifies everything by 78 million percent and took a good, long look.
Ooooooooooooh.
I needed work. I wanted work. I want to look good. I want to look closer to the age I feel.
Time and stress have stomped all over my face and it shows.
So I recruited advice from D and he replied, "It's your face. If you want it, do it." followed closely by, "But you don't need it...you look good". Hmmmmm...what to do?
So, after weighing the pros-and-cons, I've come to a decision.
It's not my time for this treatment for many reasons. Namely I could be spending that money on so many other things right now. The ones who love me know the roadmap on my face comes from life experiences and those experiences are what has made me into the me I am today. Hopefully, the little lines and wrinkles don't stand out as significantly as they seem to, to anyone but me. Plus, with my luck..I'd have some reaction to it and end up spending MORE money going to my dermatologist and getting chewed out for doing it in the first place (and believe me...if you knew my dermatologist, she would ream me up one side and down the other).
Regardless, I'll just have to keep working on other parts of me for now. The really important parts. The ones that don't always show, but that is hopefully noticed by those close to me.
The removal of my experiences will have to wait for now... .
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