Before before before after after before<The KakaoTalk message I got from that trash today>That trash and I met as a campus couple at the same school. When our friends saw us, they said it felt like watching a youth romance movie, and a lot of them were jealous, saying our relationship was so pretty. We loved each other so, so much, our future felt clearly drawn out, and when it came to the military, it was never, “Can I wait for him?” but “Of course I have to wait.” Without even thinking about it..
Then my boyfriend started working out, saying he would become muscular and make me fall for him even more.
I should have told him not to work out then... That was when hell began.
At some point, he would say he was going to the gym and then not contact me for 2 or 3 hours... I didn’t expect instant replies in the middle of his workouts. He used to reply here and there during breaks while exercising, but even that got slower and eventually he stopped contacting me altogether. I’m going to the gym → no contact for 3 hours → I’m done at the gym, I’ll go home and rest a bit That kept repeating...
When we had been dating for 1 year and 3 months, he broke up with me over KakaoTalk. The message said things like, “I think my feelings have cooled,” “I don’t think I like you anymore.” The part that shocked me the most was when he said, “I like people with small, slim faces, but your face is big, so I think I just lost feelings.” After reading that, I looked in the mirror, cried my eyes out, and deleted all my selfies. My own face looked so horrifying to me.. So the pre-surgery photo I uploaded is the only photo I still had, which I got from a friend. And the very next day after I cried like that, I heard that he was already dating another woman, someone he met at the gym. When I saw her photo, her face was slim../
I know too. I know I have some cheekbones and that my lower face isn’t exactly slim. But when we were dating, he loved and cherished me as I was.. the person I was, just as I existed. That’s why I was really moved and happy.
After finishing the first semester, I took a leave of absence and looked into clinics like crazy. I searched obsessively, went to consultations, and went to so many places that I don’t even remember how many consultations I had. There was only one thought in my head. The best revenge is, “I’ll become really pretty, show up, and let him see me living well.”
When I had my consultation at Bondi, even now I don’t know why I was like that, but I cried my eyes out during the consultation. I was fine when consulting with the consultant, but around the middle to latter part of the consultation with the director? Tears suddenly started pouring out... When the director asked if something had happened, I said I didn’t want to hear that my face was big anymore, and that I really wanted my face to become small. But the reason I chose Bondi was that when I was crying like that, instead of vaguely saying, “Ms. __, I’ll do my best to make your face smaller with surgery,” the director asked me to look at the monitor for a moment and said they didn’t want to give me false hope. They drew out how much smaller it could become, explained the measurements, held my face with their hands, and said they thought they could create this kind of feeling. They also said that if I lost some facial fat through dieting, it could look a little smaller. They explained it kind of like a T type. Of course, after the consultation, they also empathized with me like an F type.
I’m totally a T type. Seeing those exact numbers, being shown precisely how much it would reduce after surgery, what shape it would become, and how many millimeters would be reduced where and how, plus the director’s presence, I guess? That confidence? Everything made sense and felt trustworthy, so I decided to have the surgery.
I had surgery last November. Aren’t you curious how I’ve changed now? Thankfully, it feels like God helped me. The surgery went so well. I dieted really strictly, and for the first time in my life I did Pilates and personal training at the gym, and I also diligently went to dermatology clinics. I changed so much that even I sometimes think, “I’m pretty enough now.”
Now, how did I start my revenge plan? I unblocked my ex-boyfriend on KakaoTalk and Instagram. And this morning, I changed my profile picture to the best photo of my life taken after surgery and also uploaded a story.
He messaged me right away today.. (KakaoTalk attached below) When I saw his name, my heart started beating fast. Really fast. My face got hot and I was so shocked + flustered. And maybe he broke up with his girlfriend, because his profile picture only had photos of himself.
I’m sure he somehow heard through the grapevine that I took a leave of absence and got plastic surgery. But the fact that he contacted me right away once I got prettier felt so absurd, funny, infuriating, refreshing, and a mix of so many emotions.
I replied with just those two syllables. I didn’t block him.
Because I’ve become prettier than before, I want to meet a man way more amazing than that trash, post photos on my KakaoTalk profile and Instagram, and give him at least a little shock once again. This is me being full of myself, but I just want to make him regret losing me.
These days, I’ve regained my confidence, and I’m trying to live each day positively and happily. I’m working out really hard too, and I’m going to level myself up into a better person, both outwardly and inwardly.
First of all, I’m so grateful to the director who performed the surgery well so that I could gain confidence in my appearance. I posted a review on Babitalk without saying any of this, but here I wanted to say exactly what was in my heart, so I ended up ramblingㅠㅠ Thank you so much to everyone here who read this all the way to the end. I hope this kind of thing ends with it happening to me, and that nothing hurtful like this happens to everyone here, and that your lives are filled only with happy things.
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