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polaroid of perfection
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: West Yorkshire
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It took til I was in my 30's to accept it and accept I'm normal. I can now answer intrusive questions, "Oh! What's wrong with your eye?!" quite calmly. "It's called ptosis, I was born with it" and sometimes, if I'm feeling vicious, "I prefer not to talk about it, thanks" Anyway - the turning point for me was when I was considering surgery, believing it would change my life because I would finally be normal. The boyfriend of a beautiful friend of mine sat up all night with me talking, gently explaining to me that my slightly flawed face made me more interesting to interesting people. He also said that it had formed my character and I should therefore wear it as a badge of honour (and lots more compliments like that). It broke the dam - we went for a long walk as the sun came up and I cried my eyes out sitting on the park swings. I wouldn't change it now. And Shawnee123 - you're welcome ![]()
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Life's hard you know, so strike a pose on a Cadillac Last edited by Sundae; 09-21-2006 at 11:32 AM. |
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