.broken face, broken heart.

yesterday, a story broke about heidi montag of "the hills" fame having 10 plastic surgery procedures to attain what she calls "the best me." heidi is 23 years old, and in no way in need of any plastic surgery, including having fat injected into her cheeks (a sign of youth) and botox on her forehead. 23, is not a necessary age for these procedures. she's already young!

i am trying not to be judgemental, because i understand some people's reasoning behind wanting to have plastic surgery. physical deformities, results of accidents, improving bodily function (ie, deviated septums, etc), and sometimes just wanting to change something that can markedly improve mental health, when changed. but i think there is a difference between wanting "angelina jolie's eyebrows" and changing a physically/emotionally limiting feature one was so unfortunately genetically assigned.

it just makes me so sad that this girl, a beautiful 23 year old still growing and maturing girl, was so unhappy with her body and facial features that she put her life at risk to change them. if you read the article, it goes on to say that as a result of these procedures, heidi will now have physical limitations. while they don't go into detail about what they are, i can only imagine her DDD boobs and augmented ass may have something to do with it, since her body was not designed to support these larger features.

does no one learn from previous examples of seeing what extensive plastic surgery does to their body and mental state? weren't michael jackson and brittany murphey on copious amount of painkillers as a result of their procedures, and didn't that ultimately lead to more unhappiness and even (too soon?) their death?

i'm mainly just sad that this is the state of affairs that our country is in. that 23 year old girls feel that by going from an A to a DDD will make them happier, and injecting botox will ultimately keep them tapped into the so coveted fountain of youth. of course there are things that i've thought abot changing. sometimes i think my nose is too big, my lips are too small, my boobs are way way too big, etc. i really could go crazy if i thought about it. but when faced with the decision to change any of these things, i realize that this is my life. i'm living it, and this is the body i was given to live it in. there are things that i can control, like working out more, eating right, etc. but ultimately, i'm pretty damn happy to be in this body. it is mine, after all. not forever, but for the time i've been alloted to carry out my life on this earth. why would i want to fuck with it?

i just hope our society gets it's shit together, and soon. because i'm tired of reading these heartbreaking stories of girls trying so desperately to find themselves, by ultimately destroying a huge part of who they were given to be.