I honestly hate myself for still feeling this way at 23. Whenever I’m out, I always feel like the ugliest girl in the room, and it literally makes me feel completely worthless. It sucks watching how nicely everyone treats beautiful women. Nobody ever says anything mean to them. Guys are always looking out for them, and other girls always have their back. They get this pass in life that I’ve never had. No one has ever helped or protected me except my parents.I’ve learned to just rely on myself, because my parents won’t be around forever and nobody else gives a damn about me. Maybe this is how it should be.
Watch South Park episode s11 e14, “The List.” It talks about how the hot girl had an easy life until she became middle-aged and stopped being special because she never learned to be interesting.
I’m nothing special (in terms of looks) and I see hot men treated differently and know that it happens. Society doesn’t punish men for our looks the same way, so I’m not claiming I know how you feel. But I hope you can stop beating up on yourself.
At 23, you haven’t really lived. You can have a lot of experiences between where you are and where I am (46) that change who you are and how you feel about yourself. For context, it took me until I was 39 to love myself, and that was a huge accomplishment. Believe in yourself, or believe that even if you don’t believe in yourself, some anonymous asshole on the internet believes in you.