I Don’t Remember My Real Nose

Every morning, I draw lines down my nose, blend, highlight, erase. I don’t even think about it anymore—it’s just what I do before I let anyone see me. I used to think it was about creativity, but now I wonder if I just can’t stand my face without it. I catch myself in the mirror before the makeup and feel exposed, like someone’s caught me off guard. Sometimes I forget what my nose actually looks like. I know every angle of it with makeup, but bare-faced, it feels unfamiliar—like I’m borrowing someone else’s skin. I wish I could stop caring, but the habit is louder than my self-acceptance. #BareFaceAnxiety #MirrorFatigue #BeautyBurnout #Beauty #Makeup