I worked for a plastic surgeon, but the feeling of guilt became too much | Jacqui Carter

I found myself posting images of toned tummies. I was now complicit in an industry built on the exploitation of people's insecurities

It was only seven months of my life, but a year on I still find myself unsettled by the experience of working for a plastic surgeon.

We were a strange alliance from the outset - a midlife career change had left me with few employment options, and I'm certain my naturally lined face was not in keeping with his clinic's aesthetic. But I had a background in digital marketing, and this plastic surgeon wanted in on the action online.