You finally got your nose fixed. Noone else ever noticed how crooked it really was, but you did.
You broke it when you fell off your skateboard at 12, or maybe when you got punched in front of that Chinese resturaunt near your high school at 16. Maybe it was when you were 23, and you swam into the wall of the pool at full speed, face first with flippers, because you were showing off to that girl… it didn’t really matter. What mattered was that every morning you’d stare at the bathroom mirror, half your face shaved and notice how lopsided you really were.
Now you got your nose fixed, and noone’s really noticed the difference. Even your wife, who loves you says you look the same, but now when you look in the mirror, razor in hand, half your face covered in foam, it’s a stranger who looks back.