The struggle no one wants to talk about.
Hello people. Before i start this off, i would like to apoligize for my broken english, since it is not my native language.
So. My name is “X”. As you probably guessed, i have a big nose, maybe a bit too big, and crooked since ive been a boxer, so it looks really bad in my opinion. Ive been watching some of you guys pictures, and, many of you are strikingly beautiful, both men & women.
When i was in school, i was teased once, maybe 6th grade in Sweden. Got me into a fight, actually lost that one, the other kid had much weight on me, still.. I stood up for myself.
I always thought of myself to be less worthy, even tho i only got teased once, it was still in my head, like the wind&water grinding down a big mountain into the smallest rock. That was my self esteem.
I also got some rude comments about my appearence, from girls that did not mean it to come out that way, but it did. So, some days i was so sad, i did not even wanna go to training, i just wanted to head home and lay my bed.
But.. As i got older, now iam 19, turning 20 soon. I realized something.. Something so sad, and so delusive.. It was like i had betrayed myself, without even realizing it, when the answer was just infront of me.
The real enemy was never that one time.. It was never those incidents where people “accidently” said something rude. It was never them.
I was the problem, You see.
You spend your whole life with yourself, and you will say bad things about yourself, and your brain will manipulate you into thinking you are ugly and worthless, when you actually arent. So.. my point is: Accept yourself, for whoever you are. One day you will find the person that will love you for what you really are. They will even love your flaws. And so should you, even tho it doesnt always work in your interest.
Anyway, iam sorry for this long text, hope i “reached out” to someone.
I love big/uniquely shaped noses.
My nose is actually quite small compared to just about everyone on my father’s side of the family
I can’t imagine myself with a different nose. I’m content with it.
For as long as I can remember, I have always hated my nose. I was teased at school for it, and I would pray that I grew into it and sometimes fantasize about getting hit in the face with a ball in gym and breaking my nose so that I’d need a job. Yes, I fantasized about breaking my nose. As an adult, I am still self-conscious sometimes, but with maturity I’ve also realized that people value you for much more than appearance alone, and those are the ones worth having around.
I figured it was time to submit myself to this blog! I used to absolutely despise my nose, but I’ve grown to love it in recent years, especially since a lot of my favourite actors and actresses have noses similar to mine and they rock it!!
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I’ve struggled with insecurities about my large nose for as long as I can remember, and like many of you who have posted on here I received some particularly nasty comments about how big and ugly it is when I was growing up. But lately I’ve become more accepting of my schnoz and have been learning to embrace its individuality. It is also one of the only physical traits that I inherited from my mother, so that makes it a little bit special. I’ve realised how ludicrous it is to measure our wealth based on such a small part of our physical selves and that helps put things into perspective for me. And I don’t mean to say that as a way of trivialising how people feel about these sorts of insecurities, because trust me I know they are very real and they can hurt a lot and can be very difficult to deal with. But it’s something that has helped me come to terms with and embrace the way I look. I still go through periods where my insecurities about my nose creep back, generally when I’m feeling insecure about something else in my life. It is then that I peruse photos on the internet of other women, and particularly celebrities, with big noses just to reassure myself that it’s ok. And that’s how I found this wonderful blog. It really is a powerful thing knowing that there are others out there who share similar insecurities and similar feelings about things, and that’s what inspired me to share my own story. It’s amazingly inspirational seeing so many of you embracing a part of you that you once felt so insecure about and turning it into something really positive.
Everyone always say how big my nose is.
Found this site and thought it was amazeballs that all us big nosed people could gush about our noses! Everyone is soooo gorgeous I had to choose the best pic of me so I can keep up with you all! I am only now starting to get used to my nose - it looks like it’s broken and the end kind of flops over my top lip. When I smile, it flattens out - I swear sometimes I think it’s alive lol
if you knew me you’d know how self conscious i am about my roman nose, and everything really..for 3 years I’ve gone through being clinically depressed, social anxiety disorder, and suicidal thoughts.. i still have it but i guess i numb the pain by taking prozac..
anyways i used to love my nose actually, because living in Australia were practically everyone has small button noses, and are from England. i used to think of it as unique, and carrying my awesome heritage which is Spanish, Greek, and Italian.
but i guess, they all see it as a big imperfection which it is.
i can barely look at myself in the mirror. i hate photos, and your lucky i had the courage to take this picture..;/
but i must say this blog has gave me the confidents, to say I’m really not alone and i guess it’s actually really cool that I’ve got my nose from my heritage. :)
from: Julia 14 year old haha
i’m so glad that this blog exists! my nose has definitely been a huge source of insecurity for me, for many years… but i feel like i’m finally growing into it and i’m feeling ok with it :)
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