After cutting stones and becoming a clown, my face became like this.

Like a bird that wants to fly freely but cannot fly because its wings are broken, my wings fluttered and I could not move forward. I wanted to fly, but I was afraid of the cliff in front of me, so I made compromises with myself and repeatedly went forward and then retreated. What I needed was not a good-looking appearance, but an inner healthy mind and strong courage. ------ This is one of the books I read to develop self-esteem that touched my heart. They say looks aren't important. It's pretty enough right now. It doesn't look too bad. Just as I am the main character in my world, you are the main character in your world. Wouldn’t it get a little better if you create your own world one by one? It breaks my heart to think of suicide because of the plastic surgery I had done to live a better life for happiness. I also gain weight due to my thighs and buttocks, and  I can't even wear pants due to sagging buttocks. I always wear one-piece dresses. I even got a big scar on my calf due to a medical accident while I was breathing, so I only wear long dresses even on hot days. However, once I let go of my obsession with external things, I felt a little more comfortable. I hope you find happiness rather than thinking about the bad ending.