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Anonymous wrote:I used to feel quite ok about being plain, chubby and average because I was smart, funny, warm, kind, humble and professionally successful.

It's kind of unnerving when you meet other women who have all the great personality traits that you basically developed out of your ugliness-pain, but those awesome women manage to be really beautiful while having everything that you have.

Amen, sister. Nobody talks about this, but I swear it's the most common thought in an ugly woman's mind. And the worst part is you can't even hate those beautiful women because they're cool and what did they do to you? etc

Anonymous wrote:Being ugly has defined my life also. Basically, I was cute from 0-4. At 4 or 5 I entered the awkward phase and at 38 have never left it. I was bullied all through school, to the point that it's good there were no guns in our house. Kids used to constantly tell me pre-10/31 "Um, Halloween isn't here yet so you should take off your mask" and post-10/31 "Halloween is over; you can take off your mask now." When my older brother delivered newspapers to neighbors, he came home one day and sheepishly admitted a kid in my grade gave him a dog biscuit to give me. My mother shrugged and told him to give it to our dog. I was really disappointed that she said nothing to console me. During class pictures kids would try to push me out of the picture saying I'd break the camera and would argue about who had to sit next to me.

Nobody ever asked me out in high school or college. I didn't even know when my prom was. Nobody asked to sign my yearbook (and I didn't bother getting one). I was not invited to any graduation parties. I invited about a dozen kids to mine - NONE came. I was so embarrassed that I lied to the relatives and told them my mom said I had to have a separate party for friends, and there was so much extra food that my brother got told to invite his friends over to eat. Usually I don't bother trying to look good, just aim for acceptable/appropriate. For my brother's wedding I did EVERYTHING I could possibly do to look good. When I saw pictures they were so bad that I cried because after all that effort, I still looked awful.

I am forgotten and ignored by the general public. I just hope that I don't die of suspicious causes that require an autopsy because it'd be embarrassing for them to find out I'm a virgin.

Anonymous wrote:I spent my college years and most of my twenties going to bars and being ignored while my hot friends were constantly hit on. Sometimes a group of guys would assign their friend to distract me/assuage my wounded pride with some pity-flirtation while they concentrated on picking up my hot friends.

I didn't lose my virginity till I was 26 years old and in a relationship with a nice young man who had similarly been rejected by women his whole life. By the time I was 29 that relationship died due to our mutual insecurities. Now I'm in my mid-thirties and still mostly invisible. The other PP had it right. For those of us who are average/below-average looking, the most constant experience is total invisibility. Men just ignore you. It's like they don't realize you're female.

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Anonymous wrote:I am ugly, too tall and too heavy. I married at age 35 to the only man who ever asked me out and who is even uglier than I am. We have had a great life, and I can almost read people's minds when they see us together: thank God they found each other.

You say you have a great life, but do you wish you had a more attractive husband? Did you just settle because you didn't want to be alone? Would you pick him now if you had your pick of men? Just wondering. I have a few friends who have had a rough time in the looks and attracting men categories, but I didn't have that problem, so I would feel funny asking them directly. Sure everyone has their own answer, but I just wants to finally ask it!

1. I don't wish I had a more attractive husband.
2. I was alone for 35 years and never felt alone because I had a good job, friends, and large family.
3. I would pick my husband because I know how he is a good husband, lover, father, professionally respected and well liked by friends and neighbors

Those are my answers and om response to your doubting that I have a great life, everything is subjective, but I do.

Good job PP, that's how you deal with assholes. The other PP must be amazed that her beauty isn't as valuable as she thought it was.

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Anonymous wrote:I am ugly, too tall and too heavy. I married at age 35 to the only man who ever asked me out and who is even uglier than I am. We have had a great life, and I can almost read people's minds when they see us together: thank God they found each other.

You say you have a great life, but do you wish you had a more attractive husband? Did you just settle because you didn't want to be alone? Would you pick him now if you had your pick of men? Just wondering. I have a few friends who have had a rough time in the looks and attracting men categories, but I didn't have that problem, so I would feel funny asking them directly. Sure everyone has their own answer, but I just wants to finally ask it!

1. I don't wish I had a more attractive husband.
2. I was alone for 35 years and never felt alone because I had a good job, friends, and large family.
3. I would pick my husband because I know how he is a good husband, lover, father, professionally respected and well liked by friends and neighbors

Those are my answers and om response to your doubting that I have a great life, everything is subjective, but I do.

Anonymous wrote:Being ugly has defined my life. When I was in high school, boys used to do things like bark at me and pretend to vomit. I had jaw surgery to fix my weird bite, thinking it would make me more attractive, but instead I felt that I was left looking deformed. When I was asked out on dates, I couldn't believe that a man could really find me attractive, so I assumed they just thought I would be an easy lay.

I was terribly shy and did not pursue the careers I was interested in, because they would involve interacting with people and I was too self-conscious about them thinking how ugly I was.

I am happily married now and mostly don't worry about what I look like. One thing I regret is that I did not give my daughter what I considered a pretty girl's name in case she was ugly . Instead she is very pretty, so I could have given her any name! I have never really told anyone all this. Thanks for the opportunity!

Anonymous wrote:I am racking my brain to think of someone, anyone, in my work, school, neighborhood, kids school, husbands job, family, stores I frequent, anyone and anywhere who I think is ugly and I can't think of anyone.

Anonymous wrote:Being ugly has defined my life. When I was in high school, boys used to do things like bark at me and pretend to vomit. I had jaw surgery to fix my weird bite, thinking it would make me more attractive, but instead I felt that I was left looking deformed. When I was asked out on dates, I couldn't believe that a man could really find me attractive, so I assumed they just thought I would be an easy lay.

I was terribly shy and did not pursue the careers I was interested in, because they would involve interacting with people and I was too self-conscious about them thinking how ugly I was.

I am happily married now and mostly don't worry about what I look like. One thing I regret is that I did not give my daughter what I considered a pretty girl's name in case she was ugly . Instead she is very pretty, so I could have given her any name! I have never really told anyone all this. Thanks for the opportunity!

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Anonymous wrote:I am ugly, too tall and too heavy. I married at age 35 to the only man who ever asked me out and who is even uglier than I am. We have had a great life, and I can almost read people's minds when they see us together: thank God they found each other.

Typical Walmart couple.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I am ugly, too tall and too heavy. I married at age 35 to the only man who ever asked me out and who is even uglier than I am. We have had a great life, and I can almost read people's minds when they see us together: thank God they found each other.

Typical Walmart couple.