Just being told I was ugly. Objectively I’m fine (although, of course, it’s all relative) and it took a while to work out.
I’m not conventionally handsome, but I have been fortunate enough to have good looking girls be attracted to me when I was a younger man. It blew me away as I believed I was a troll, thanks to toxic fuckers who took it upon themselves to comment negatively on my appearance when I was a teen. I still vividly remember one day in class this spotty new guy went on a sustained and articulate tirade about how weird looking I was. I had to fight to hold back the tears. This was 30 years ago and I still wince at the memory of it.
I’d pretty much come to terms with how weird I looked, then I went to uni in the city I was staggered to find that girls liked me. And not just for being the funny guy or whatever - there were genuinely women that would come on to me in clubs. It freaked me out to be honest.
To this day I don’t know if I was some sort of ugly duckling or what. Or maybe my face was just wrong for my rural home town, whereas the city, with it’s wider gene pool seemed to like me.
I also don’t get why these pricks (all men) wanted to bring me down. Guess some people are just mean bastards.
Just being told I was ugly. Objectively I’m fine (although, of course, it’s all relative) and it took a while to work out.
I’m not conventionally handsome, but I have been fortunate enough to have good looking girls be attracted to me when I was a younger man. It blew me away as I believed I was a troll, thanks to toxic fuckers who took it upon themselves to comment negatively on my appearance when I was a teen. I still vividly remember one day in class this spotty new guy went on a sustained and articulate tirade about how weird looking I was. I had to fight to hold back the tears. This was 30 years ago and I still wince at the memory of it.
I’d pretty much come to terms with how weird I looked, then I went to uni in the city I was staggered to find that girls liked me. And not just for being the funny guy or whatever - there were genuinely women that would come on to me in clubs. It freaked me out to be honest.
To this day I don’t know if I was some sort of ugly duckling or what. Or maybe my face was just wrong for my rural home town, whereas the city, with it’s wider gene pool seemed to like me.
I also don’t get why these pricks (all men) wanted to bring me down. Guess some people are just mean bastards.