Thoughts about cosmetic surgery, insecurity, and self hate

Suppose I got plastic surgery to fix my nose. WhenI have a child and see my own features reflected in them, do I begin to resent them? Part of me thinks so. Cosmetic surgery is more than just a procedure to make me feel beautiful. It is also a rejection of my true authentic biological self (which, one can argue, is not me, in the sense that I am an embodied mind). But it says something about me — and even if I can’t put a finger on it, I doubt it is something positive. 

Unconsciously, one might begin to imprint these insecurities onto his or her children. I think it’s sad that children are brought up to hate themselves in the same way that their parents do. 

Note that this doesn’t just apply to cosmetic surgery. Certain flavors of interracial marriages, self-hatred of one’s own height/beautiful features, extreme misandry/mysogyny, internalized racism/hatred of their own race, or even genetic disabilities may have one developing insecurity such that one begins to become increasingly fixated and idolize these things. It’s very easy to take your eyes off God.

I think that’s how I differ from secularists. Whereas one solution is to simply cope with these insecurities (just become secure bro) and to “accept yourself as you are,” I need to be realistic. Yes, it may be objectively worse/less aesthetic. But if I keep my eyes on God, then all I have is gratitude. I struggle with this (heavy on my insecurities), but I hope that I would never imprint these same thoughts onto my future children.