it’s okay to start over. this was me two weeks ago. and that happens from, well... hating yourself. and choosing to get “fixed” which is what I did... because the way i looked never felt right. except I was good at hiding it. until I wasn’t. and this somehow looked better than that. I spent a lot of time hiding. Maybe not my life. But what I hated most: my face. My smile. And I wanted it back. So I traded life in San Diego. For hospital visits in Washington DC To get not just my smile back, But also my life back. Even if it meant... Losing weight. Losing all my strength. & not being able to eat for almost 2 months (& spilling a lot of apple juice) Basically relearning to exist. Doing scary things is...well... Scary. And “starting over” doesn’t need to be this drastic. But very quickly, you’ll see the beauty of change, and not the bruising. Yes I have to get my life back. But I have ME back. Because I didn’t let the fear of the beginning-and all of its thorns-keep me from seeing the roses. You will grow back stronger. Don’t be afraid to start over. I love you.