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Once my friend and I, with whom I worked in the workshop, decided to celebrate the anniversary of the opening of this workshop (оne yеar) I was still drinking аlcohol then 😅😅😅.I do make up every day. I had black arrows on my eyes, mascara, tanning cream, blush, eye shadow and eyebrow shadow. This day was no exception.
And so we are sitting in the workshop and celebrating the anniversary. I dranк a lot, but we wanted more. We went to a convenience store, bought more alcohol, and went for a walk around the city at night.
At some point, I remember that we were on a tennis field and I wanted to steal a tennis ball that was behind the fence (idk why) The fence was about three meters high. I started to climb on it and at the very top I just fell asleep. Can you imagine? I just fell asleep and fell down. I woke up already on the asphalt in a pool of blоod. I was too drunк to understand what had happened. I laughed and I had fun. My friends ran to me and tried to wipe off the bloоd and took me home.
The next day, my nose was swollen, bruises appeared under my eyes, and I had to go to the hospital. The hospital told me that my nose was broken. I was shocked and this was the reason that for some time I could not apply make-up, because it hurt me to touch my face.
And during this time I was so used to being without it that I looked at myself from the other side. I fell in love with myself for who I am. Before that, I hated my face without makeup. I couldn't perceive myself normally. And now it's the other way around. I love the way I look. With all its scars, spots, moles, pimples. I love myself the way I am.
❓Do you love yourself?