Second Battle Same ME

Not gonna lie: I tried every filter I could find.
When “they” were done, the pic didn’t even look like me.

All I really wanted? Eyes a little more open. Neck a little less wrinkled. But apparently “they” saw so much more that needed to be blurred, smoothed, and fixed.

And it made me wonder: is this what happens when we sign up for surgery to erase a bump in the nose, or a little tweak here and there? Do we walk out feeling less like ourselves?

For me, this photo is staying real. The only edit here is a solid background.

Because wrinkles, tired eyes, and all… it’s still me.

And speaking of staying real—today is chemo day for me. So expect a report from Pattie Presswoman soon, straight from the trenches of Recliner Row.