I escaped a sad reality

Now, let me tell you what was the sad reality.

I was born with a brown birthmark on my cheek. It was a little bit bigger than a penny, and was really obvioous.

Its only when i got in high school that it really bothered me and made me sad. I was a reject, people rejected and classified me because of that.

But then i learnt it could be removed by surgery. I was astonished, as the doctor only told me it would leave only a scar.

At 15 years old, i finally had the surgery, but it took 3 appointments to remove it fully for the best result.

Since that day, i never been a reject or a failure anymore. I stopped being the 'elephant in the room'.

Now my scar isnt the prettiest ever, but I'd take that over having a birhtmark on my cheek.

So , actually, sometimes i dont even realized i've successfully escaped that sad reality.

I'm thankful to Jesus that this is possible in this era.

Plastic Surgery is without a doubt really special for people needing reconstruction and such