Mine has never been broken, surprisingly, considering that it’s been punched more times than I can remember. Could maybe be all the milk I drank growing up? Appears that even my cartilage is as strong as steel. (I’ve never broken a tooth or a bone in my life)
As for my nose… well I think my problem early on wasn’t that I had a big nose, but rather that I had a small head. Eventually my head grew in to fit my nose (or maybe it was just my hair), so it hardly gets commented on anymore.
Won’t go into details of the names I used to get called. Let’s just say that people assumed I was of a certain culture/ethnicity based on my facial features, and I was called many hateful slurs because of it.