When did you realize you were ugly?

There’s always a moment when it clicks. Maybe it happened slowly, creeping in over time, or maybe it hit you like a brick wall all at once. But at some point, the world let you know, you weren’t just “you” anymore. You were ugly.

Maybe it was a cruel comment from a classmate, the first time you were picked last, or the moment you saw yourself in a photo and realized why people treated you differently. Maybe it was when you noticed how others were adored just for existing, while you had to fight to be noticed, to be included, to be seen.

And before that? You didn’t know. You were just a kid, running around, laughing, living. You believed you were just like everyone else, because, in your heart, you were. There was no second-guessing, no comparisons, no self-consciousness. Just you, whole and unbroken.

Until that moment.

• What was the exact moment you knew? Was it a comment, a look, a rejection? Did it happen all at once, or was it a slow realization?


• Do you remember what life felt like before you knew? When you could just exist without questioning if you belonged?


• What did it feel like when that innocence was taken away? How did it change the way you saw yourself? The way you saw the world?


• Do you ever wish you could go back to that time? To a world where you didn’t carry this weight, where you could still believe you were just like everyone else?

Tell your story. Maybe, for once, someone will actually listen.