I thought my old school friend was pleased to see me...
Holly Ellis, 24, from Grantham, Lincs
Staring in the mirror, I scrutinised my nose – long, thin, with a big unsightly bump at the bridge.
Like a witch! I thought.
I was only 12 but I hated the way I looked.
‘Don’t worry about it,’ my mum Victoria, 42, would soothe.
She knew I despised my nose, tried to tell me I was beautiful.
But she couldn’t protect me from school bullies.
‘Scrooge!’ they’d laugh, making reference to the Dickens character with a long, pointy conk.
It reduced me to tears, and made me feel so insecure.
At 13, I went to a school in Newcastle for a year, before we moved to Nottingham.
I was still unhappy and my wonky nose made me self-conscious, miserable.
‘I want a nose job,’ I’d tell Mum – but surgery was expensive, I was still young.
Despite my nose, I loved dressing up, partying. And, at 22, I went to uni in York to study Special Effects and Make-up.
Then, in February 2015, my beloved gramps Brian died, aged 66.
I was devastated.
We’d been close, and he’d left me a £5,000 inheritance.
‘I know how I want to spend it,’ I told Mum determinedly.
Surgery.
She supported me and, last 2017, I went for the op.
I had closed rhinoplasty – where surgeons sliced through the inside of my nose and reshaped the bridge, leaving no visible cuts.
When the bandages were removed 10 days on, I cried with joy.
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ابدأ النسخة التجريبية المجانية من Magzter GOLD لمدة 7 أيام للوصول إلى آلاف القصص المتميزة المنسقة وأكثر من 9,000 مجلة وصحيفة.
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