I agree. When I was 17, my older brother started teasing me about a recessed chin. I had never noticed anything wrong with my profile until he pointed it out. I idolized him, so it made me extremely self-conscious. When I told my mother, she was happy to take me to a plastic surgeon to get it fixed at age 17 with as much forethought as if I were getting my hair cut.

I'm the parent of a 17 year-old-daughter now and I think that was an insane reaction on my mother's part. I wish she had told my brother to shut the f-up! I wish they told me that I was beautiful the way I was and that obsessing over every imperfection will never make you satisfied with your appearance. I wish she had told me to at least wait until I was older to see how I really felt about my chin. But instead I got jaw reconstruction surgery for a slightly recessed chin. It made me more self-conscious, not less because now I "had a secret" to protect. I didn't want anyone to know. And I suffered permanent nerve damage in my lips and chin. I'm permanently numb in an area of my mouth so I'm very self-conscious that food crumbs could be left on my lips because I can't feel it, which happens not infrequently. I'm opposed to teenage girls permanently altering their appearance when they don't even know who they are yet.

I'm in my fifties now, the time when many women routinely do botox, fillers, etc. to make them feel better about themselves. I have no interest. I view my teenage plastic surgery as a kind of vaccination against more. I find the less time I spend looking in the mirror, the happier I am.