Hating how I looked has ruined my esteem and social life, i would avoid going out and miss many days of school. In private my mother how I didn't like the way, I looked and how It made me feel suicidal. She ended up involving the whole family which made it worse. Now that I'm older I'm focusing on bettering myself to hopefully maybe like who I am. I am stepping way out of my comfort zone to improve my physical appearance. I am also saving up for a nose job. But deep down I feel it won't change anything, but I will try and wait a few months or maybe a year or 2. But if not. Even now I feel horrible and every time I go out I always debate if I should even bother but I'm still going to the gym or to work and shit. i only manage to go out with a mask to hide my face. I'm trying to be a man i try and ignore my insecurity and try to stay disciplined, responsible, and prepared. but sometimes I just start to cry and feel so bad.
I understand how you feel, am here for similar reasons (and other shit that stemmed from them).
I'm so sorry you are experiencing this horror.
And the fact that your mother involved the rest of the family..how mortifying.
She should have kept that sensitive information private, in confidence.
Just be cautious with cosmetic surgery, I wrote a lengthy comment about why in another thread somewhat recently, I'm not against it and I realize how it's the only solution for some people in this superficial world, but I've seen it make matters worse for a lot of people (physically and otherwise) so you'll want to tread lightly and research your heart out if you're serious about going through with it.
Be careful. Advocate for yourself.
Remember, your appearance isn't actually "who" you are, it may be conflated with your identity by other people, but you never had a choice in the matter so you should hardly have to take responsibility for nor identify with something you never had a say in.
When I am alone I dissociate as much as possible, separate my mind from my body, all so I can be free to cultivate myself outside of that terrible prison of flesh.
It's much easier to learn to like yourself that way, to see your true worth thus motivating you to try to help yourself, even if no one else will.