People Growing Up Bullied And Thinking They Were Ugly Just Got The Coolest Response Online
Being bullied is never a pleasant feeling for either party. I say ‘either party’ because it’s self-explanatory why it’s not pleasant for the bullied, but as for the bully, some argue that even the bully, in the long run, is quite likely to understand his horrible actions and feel anything but proud about it.
Many of us who were bullied at any point in our childhood have left it with a busted sense of self-esteem, irrational fears, or even anxiety, which is very hard to fix. But faith in humanity remains, as seen in this Tumblr post and one of its wholesome and uplifting responses.
Being bullied, let alone called “ugly” as a kid, is never a good thing, as it may end up in trauma later on
Image credits: Andrew Mager
Tumblr user oh-wow-lovelies shared a post under the hashtag #GrowingUpUgly, pointing out one of the many tactics that bullies used to use against her.
In particular, being considered “ugly” by peers by means of a bunch of guys convincing one of their friends to ask a girl out as a joke, only for her to get heartbroken and bullied.
There were a number of people who added to this, saying how this would inevitably break down one’s self-esteem and that they would end up very much convinced that they are ugly, and once you grow up, you’d be unable to take compliments seriously.
Several Tumblr users shared just how much being considered “ugly” in childhood sticks to you
Well, among these replies, one stood out. A Tumblr user by the nickname terminalpolitics came back with a pretty uplifting, wholesome, and reassuring response to all of this.
But, another user stepped up and gave a rather uplifting, wholesome and reassuring response to this
The user recalled a story from their school days about one girl in the class who would constantly be called ugly. Looking at the class picture today, from a grown-up perspective, she looked like an ordinary girl, not ugly at all, but kids were kids back then, and adults failed to do anything about it.
They humored the idea that perhaps none of the respondents in the post were actually ugly. Not only was this very likely kids experimenting with the limits of “callous human cruelty,” but it was also the fact that all kids look like they are weird humans in progress.
The user shared a story of how he was looking through school pictures and how the “ugly” kid wasn’t all that ugly really, bringing out a point of injustice
The point was brought to terms of “is what society dictates as ‘ugly’ truly ugly?” This quickly becomes a form of control that is by no means justified, wrong, and hence, not true to reality. Nobody deserves to grow up oppressed and ashamed of being themselves. “They don’t grow up ugly, they grow up emotionally abused.”
According to Stop Bullying, an official website of the US Government, such bullying ultimately leads to things like depression, anxiety, increased sense of sadness and loneliness, changed sleeping and eating patterns, decreased academic achievement, participation in society, and, eventually health issues.
All because someone arbitrarily decided you’re “ugly.”
He went on to discuss the unjust emotional scarring that being called “ugly” has left in many people, saying they deserve love and respect regardless
Terminalpolitics ended by saying that these people—the respondents, or anyone who used to be called ugly—are not ugly. Even if nobody, even themselves, could say ‘you’re not ugly’ to themselves, this Tumblr user did it, and continued with the reassurance that they did not deserve to be treated the way they were, and that they actually deserve happiness, love, and respect. “And you will find it. I promise.”
The Tumblr post quickly went viral, garnering over 300,000 notes. And why wouldn’t it? A fellow human came out to restore faith in themselves and humanity among internauts who needed reassurance and support. And I think we can all agree they achieved it.
Post image credits: Terminal Politics
What are your thoughts on this? Do you have some wholesome stories of reassurance? Let us know in the comment section below!
The names I was called at school were awful, from boys and girls. Even had fruit and sandwiches thrown at me. Almost everyday I got insults from numerous people, like Bush pig, slag, mole, Mrs Ed (I have big gums), fugly, and changing my name to an insult too. I absolutely HATE how I look. The only thing I like about me is my eyes and my lips and that took me years of therapy and me TRYING bloody hard. The damage is done and here I am over 20 years later, still picking up the pieces that the bullies shredded off me.
Oh man, I'm sorry - kids can be such assholes. Went through some of that s**t, too. I still hate my nose after all these years (unfortunately I've got my father's) since I've been called names about that (and many other things) at school. Some days I kind of like my face in front view but I'm always quite shocked when I happen to see myself in profile on a picture or on webcam (yikes!). Add my mother's jowels to my father's nose and there you go. But - last autumn I took what was a small but important step for me and got my nose pierced. Now I wear a ring in my big af nose and everyone who says that it's too big for that ... well... can just stare at my mask becauses nobody really sees it anyway these days. :D
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I second that. Thanks for this post. However, it left out one more very VERY important thing: do not be afraid to tell authorities about the cruelties you're experiencing. Seriously. I was bullied, but I was lucky, I managed to stay out of serious trouble, but there are kids out there who literally get raped (even gang raped) and mutilated by bully peers. And they're too embarrassed and scared to talk about it. Please, do talk. If there's no adult you can trust around you, try and reach out to the police at least. Try. Search for child protection organisations and try to contact them. No matter what the bully says to you, your life is your own, and it is freaking precious!
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There are many things about self esteem and self realisation that should be taught to kids. Might not stop the bullying but it would make it harder for them to break anyone down. Might also make them question their own actions sooner.
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One more thought: The Quasimodo Syndrome. This is the twisted fairy tale of beauty that emotionally scars women to this day. Women are told to accept men as they are, men only want beautiful women . . . Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast, Hunchback of Notre Dame. She was supposed to love the guy, but the men only looked at lovely women. UNFAIR!
I grow up feeling ugly because my own parents told me I was. Looking back on childhood photos I was just a normal little girl. Sad thing is at 53 years old i still feel ugly and unworthy
So was i. And i can't believe to this day that my educated parents could say something like that. And i have a pretty brother, who was always told by the guests: Oh, what a pretty boy he is, and i was told: oh, you have grown up :D. I still feel kind of ugly-ish in spite of being in a long, loving relationship. And yes, i still think that people are giving me compliments because they feel sorry for me. But on the other hand, being pretty is not all and i see really gorgeous women feel ugly. If nothing else, it helped me to see beauty in other people and realize that being pretty is not the thing that will make me happy, but being brave and kind will. So, sister, don't worry, we are pretty just as anyone else. :)
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Sorry no, one person saying what we already KNOW to be true, doesn't heal age old wounds. Don't want to be a grump, though. It's still good for these things to be said, and heard. (I don't buy into the "the bullies were just learning how society works" though. In my experience + from what I've read they're either afraid of getting bullied, so they trample others before they get trampled, or they're so stupid they honestly think themselves perfect and that it's OK for them to treat others like s**t. OK psychologists don't put it like that, but basically they have a lack of self knowledge and an exaggerated sense of self worth. I'm thinking Trump is a perfect example. And all kids' behaviour is learned at home, so if a kid's a bully, they were taught to be one by their parents, one way or another.)
i agree, but it is a step in the right direction.
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I've never actually seen an ugly person, only regular people and attractive people. And no I'm not making this up or just saying this because.
Me too and i was say thins but most people don't believe me
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I was bullied in grammar school by all 11 boys in my class- some worse than others. I'll never forget Francis D'Amato- bruised my arm, he hit me so hard. So bullied at school, abused at home. No wonder I got married at 19.
Oh I was the ugly kid. I had bad teeth from parents not taking me ever to the dentist. Thick glasses in second grade. A horrible grandmother that took me and my little sister to her salon when we were in grade school and they cut our long hair like little boys as a FU to my mom she hated. So add all that together and I still have the yearly school photos I can't bear to look at. Junior high wasn't easier. More kids than our small grade school classes. High school larger school easier to kinda hide. But I never talked to anyone. Had gum in my hair. Stuff thrown at me. Names called. Graduated. At 5 year reunion I showed up an no one believed it was me. I grew esteem and confidence. I realized I am who I make me regardless if my parents didn't help it. But f**k them all. Move on. Grow from it. Made me the person I am today. Bullies always will exist. Back they they didn't hide. I always smile at the little kids that look different because they smile back being seen.
Poetic justice is when you grow into your ears, big teeth and slim out enough to turn heads and turn into a real beauty that is unrecognized of the former self. So yeah, some folks can actually change so much that the cool guy/gal will hit on you years later. What a boost to the ego.
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I grew up fat so I was always reminded of this by kids. I WAS the fat kid, so I always believed that I was ugly too. It was only that I grew older that realised that this wasn’t the case. It took many years to finally accept myself and that if you didn’t like me, that was your loss. I lost the weight (only recently) and I finally feel acceptable by society.
You are right, it was their loss not to get to know such a wonderful person.
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I was bullied and called ugly n grade school. Bullied in other ways in high school and in college. I am almost 60 years old and it still makes me cry. But I have to say I am AGAINST most of the anti-bullying programs. They just teach the kids who bully new ways to do it and make it even more undercover. At least if it is out in the open, adults can take notice and (hopefully) take action.
I needed this post back then, but I'd never have believed it. It still makes me cry reading this, but the post is true. No one is truly ugly on the outside, but I have seen some extremely ugly people on the inside. It's the insides that count. Be good. Be kind. Be respectful and considerate. Then the world will see your inner self reflected in your appearance too.
this happened to me a lot (i mean the getting asked out because of a dare)
Growning up no one made me feel worse about how I look than myself. I was (am) so self conscious about my teeth being crooked and spaced out. My family couldn't afford braces as a kid with single parent income and the dentist saying they'd "straighten themselves out". I've learned to love certain things about myself that I didn't notice as a kid. I'm still growing into myself I think.
I'm saving up for braces as an adult. You can get invisible ones now and pay monthly. Probably won't be able to afford it until work is normal again after Covid (and obviously it has to wait until after Covid anyway). It might not be too late. Though it shouldn't matter anyway I know that. People really need to stop focusing on other people's appearance.
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This really reasoned with me: "Maybe you were tormented by your peers for no reason except that they were experimenting with and learning the rules of callous human cruelty that would define the rest of their lives - and recognizing this, the adults who should have protected you (and taught them better behavior), let it happen. Cruelty and social shaming - the foundations of how human beings police their society is learned and is practiced"...
I actually found far more comfort in accepting the fact that I'm not pretty/beautiful and that I'm okay with that, than people telling me "no you were really okay looking all along." As Hatchet-Face says in Cry Baby, "There's nothing the matter with my face. I got character!" But if the Tumblr post makes other people feel better, then I'm glad for it.
Yeah, same here. I knew I was ugly, I was OK with it, and I derived my self-esteem from my other positive attributes. I never focused all that much on looks as a child. Still don't. It's amazing how much time and energy it saves.
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I really feel the racist beauty standards one. When I was a kid, someone told me my nose was "too big." I am part Asian, and I was speaking to a white person at the time. Here's the thing- my nose wasn't big. For a mixed white and asian kid, it was a totally average-sized nose. If I had been talking to another white/asian kid, they wouldn't have even thought twice about my nose. But because of white beauty standards, I got bullied for my nose, and I spent much of my childhood hating my looks.
I can relate to that. White kids definitely bully non white kids for our features. That’s not because you’re ugly though. It’s because you’re different. White kids used to pick on me for my race when I was a kid in a hick town. As soon as we moved to a real place with less white people, that ended and I went on to be extremely well liked and hot.
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An uplifting story...in junior high school I had a really bad misaligned jaw and it was terrible. I looked really different to the rest. Due to bullying I had stress-related alopecia and it felt so bad. I have seen pictures of me and I despise them. I eventually had jaw surgery and my hair is very thick but still felt hideous. I remember being terrified that one of my individual school photos was missing when they gave them to me. Turns out that a boy really liked me. He saw through my exterior and found me attractive. He managed to steal one of my photographs. I found out until college when he managed to find me. I was so surprised by this kind, handsome, tall man who insisted on approaching me. We are getting married soon. He is a very stubborn loving man that notices me, that is always paying attention to subtle things. Once we were inside a store. I was always avoiding my own reflection but he hugged me and insisted that I had to look at that " sexy beautiful girl". 🥰🥰
I was just kind of invisible... I was a really cute kid, but then I became a teenager, and hell opened its gates for me. Skinny as a stick, glasses, acne, crazy hair... My class mates all had boyfriends, and I was the odd one out. I was the ugly nerd who the cute guys came to for help with their homework; outside of that, I basically didn't exist for them. For 14-year old me, that was absolutely crushing. However, looking back at this experience now, I think that it actually wasn't too bad for my character development. Since I couldn't trust/ rely on my looks, I trusted my skills and talents instead, and I learned to be humble very early on.
Yep, and here I am, happily married with two wonderfull kids but I still shrink into a tiny little grain of dust when someone says something to me that isn't nice, and i only want to sink into the ground and disappear forever.
I hope this was a helpful post to those who were called ugly as a kid. I know that some kids really get bullied for being "ugly" and I just hope that they mange to stay strong and maintain their self- worth in later life.
A post doesn't erase years of trauma and scars. In my case it only reminded me of my abusers and made me more angry.
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Back in the day when I was in my later teens and early twenties (so late seventies to early eighties), if it got known that a girl at work was still a virgin, the assholes used to get together and bet each other they could take her virginity. Bet you anything they did the same thing when they were in school too (and weren’t the only ones). Real class acts, weren’t they? Class-A assholes, actually. When another girl and I got wind of that stupidity going on at one place I worked, we started telling all the other women there, particularly the newer, younger ones (the assholes’ favorite targets), about it, and for them to continue to pass the word on, until all those “boys” were no longer employed there. The girls stopped saying yes to dates with any of the guys at work (to be safe, all the guys had to be included, as we weren’t sure just how many, and which ones, were involved), and eventually we stopped hearing about their “bets”.
#growingupbulliedatall When you get called slurs and mean names so many times that those are the words you say to yourself falling asleep at night. You can't even tell anyone about it for fear of being invalidated and called narcissistic.
And that takes care of my ugly cry for the week. How ironic. Thanks for sharing Terminal Politics' beautiful healing words, Robertas. Someone needed to hear this today. Maybe it was me.
It was hard for me to read this. I grew up being bullied by other kids and my parents and I have an inner bully that rejects this kind of positivity. But I did read it. And now I have to walk around.
I was a very serious student in school. I wanted to learn everything, read everything, hear everything the teachers had to say. Spending more than half my free time with my nose in a library book meant little primping and socializing. I was called many names: nerd (before the word was a compliment), bookworm, snob, mouse, plain jane. As the years went by I retreated into a safer world of my own making. I learned to be silent, stand at the back of the crowd, never draw attention to myself. I am still inclined that way. My revenge: I love what I am now.
I grew up thinking I was ugly. I am actually, well, unusual-looking. The way I made peace with this, pretty early on, is to treat physical beauty the way most "normal" people treat things like musical talent - something that would be nice to have, but isn't a tragedy if you don't have it. I don't need to be told I'm beautiful or even normal-looking. I know I'm not, and I'm perfectly OK with it. The real payoff of being an ugly woman comes later in life - aging is not as painful if you've got no beauty to lose. That, and the total absence of catcalls and other harassment. This has literally never happened to me.
Clever and philosophical though - good qualities that don't age.
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I had low self esteem in third and fourth grade. My teacher was the same (after third grade was over, she switched to fourth grade.) I hated her with all my heart. She was always mean to me and some other kids, while she loved some other students and wouldn't punish them if they punched me. She was criticizing. She's the reason I'm so self-belittling now and stress over every little thing, like accidentally hurting someone a tiny bit
Knowing that there was more to life than school (especially high school), my parents made me feel great about myself even tho' I had a pizza face. They took me everywhere, gave me a love of art, reading, music and theatre. And my gal friend who also had a similar face -- we came to the conclusion that our faces kept us from being pregnant and married at 16. Now I have a sensational life full of people who know the true me. Being taught at an early age that looks are only surface made looking forward easy!
Just remember, looking human is something external. Being truly ugly can only happen on the inside. You can look like a runway supermodel and still be the ugliest person on the planet. Wasn't there a song once: " She Ain't Pretty - She Just Looks That Way."
I have two sides to this. I grew up feeling fat, really fat. This was confirmed by my peers, my mother and even a teacher. I found photos recently of when I was 13 and... guess what, not that fat. Ofc then I got depression and really did get morbidly obese but I'm starting to think I would have had a better chance at being healthy if I hadn't felt like I was 400lbs as a teenager. However I also grew up feeling ugly. Nobody said anything about my looks, but since I'm now 35 and have had zero romantic interest, I think that one is probably true.
It was extremely rare that I ever got noticed, much less bullied. 99% of the time, I was just completely ignored. At some point, while growing up, I actually thought I had the power of invisibility. I hit 6 foot 4 inches tall in the 5th grade. And yet, the times I was told by school kids, teachers, and even people on the street "OH! I didn't see you there", numbers in the billions.
When you got teased for liking that googly eyed girl with the glasses and tiny tits but she was the sweetest thing and now you know how cool it was because tiny top girls with glasses are all the rage but you knew that eons ago. And you knew you'd never find a better girl... and she was there, and she was yours... and the cool guys with the hot chix failed miserably!
The stuck up girls used to try and tell me some of their popular guy friends had crushes on me to try and see if I would believe it so they could laugh at me. Never gave them the satisfaction.
Yup.. I was the ugly kid - in so many ways - I still am. The importance of the adults in one's life helping to negate this cannot be stressed enough. I'm fairly certain that the reason I'm convinced I'm camera-cracking ugly even now is that in elementary school... even the teachers would join in, saying things like "Even though she's not pretty like so-and-so..." or... my parents... who would give the backhanded "Well at least you're not both ugly AND stupid" - anytime anyone gave me a gift... mom would state something like "Oh, they gave you soap because you stink"... "they gave you make up because you're ugly" - she thought/thinks she's hilarious. Today? My peers are so wrapped up in themselves and getting compliments/support FROM me, the thought of being good to me doesn't even cross their minds.
Happened to me. I had a girl that I liked in grade 9 out of the blue ask me if I wanted to take her to the dance. I said yes, and she then starts laughing and tells all her friends that I thought she would actually go out with me. Was called names for the rest of the school year because I somehow thought that she would actually want to go out with me.
I really enjoyed reading this and all the comments here. I have very low self esteem too and it can be hard to get over things said to you when you were only a kid. I'm a bit older now and i still struggle with but I work on myself every single day
I was the ugly one. But I grew up as a good person. No issues against anyone.
I learned a long time ago that bullies are the way they are because either A) they themselves are bullied (by parents, relatives, neighborhood kids) or B) have very low self esteem/self worth and as such are trying to bring you down beneath them. As such nothing they say or do is really worth paying attention to or reacting to.
They just found a convenient way to bully and torment this innocent child, knowing they could get away with it and nothing would happen to them. They dumped and released their rage on an innocent target who they knew would not get back at them for doing so. Kids can be so mean sometimes.
Wow this hit home hard. Just realizing that I wasnt just bullied but emotionally abused. Wow.
I was physically and emotionally abused by my peers throughout my school years. I learned to fight dirty, I learned to be as nasty to them as they were to me with their actions and words. All this taught me was to be socially distant, dismissive and disrespectful of other people and their opinions. I had no respect for authority since they had never protected me nor defended me. Then, I met and married the man I loved, he passed away and I met and married the love of my life. They taught me how to be human, how to be loved and how to respect other people and their opinions. I will never enter a church again, nor will I ever join a "social organization". I will be happy, in my own way, on my own terms, from now on. I will never be judged again.
Ugly, when applied to physical appearances, is too subjective a term to be applied to anyone, much less a school age kid. Hopefully what people learn is that what is attractive is a combination of how you look, how you are as person, and how you treat others. I know of no relationships that go beyond the first couple of dates where the physical appearance was the only factor. And even when considering physical appearance only, people are diverse enough that I guarantee that everyone is attractive to someone. The problem with school age kids, I think, is that it's a bunch of kids trying to figure out how to be an adult and for some reason (beyond the budding hormones) this is the thing they latch onto. Maybe it's because it's so simple. Regardless, if anyone has ever said you are ugly, they are least qualified person to make that call. A better statement they could make is "I'm narrow and simple and you don't fit the tiny space I've allocated to what is attractive."
The only way we know if we are ugly is if someone tells us we are.- I really took a second to think about that lol
I wish I'd heard this years ago. I have struggled with my self esteem for years because of this, and even though i know im attractive, i still struggle to believe that when people tell me. I always assume people are making fun of me too. Someone telling me this years ago might have helped me appreciate myself alot f****n quicker!! But im glad ppl are saying it now
Thank you for this post. I was the ugly girl, and I still consider myself ugly, and that's on a good day. I was chosen the ugliest girl in the classroom when I was twelve, and everything became worse after that. I grew up on a small town, and even random people on the street would call me ugly. I remember countless episodes. My piano teacher called me ugly, so I never wanted to play in public anymore. It appears I was quite talented, learning piano since I was four, but I stopped playing alltogether in my teens. I just couldn't take it anymore. I did not get support at home either, on the contrary. I wish I couldn't remember. Started cutting myself at twelve and had my first serious suicide attempt at sixteen. Today I see myself as an ugly woman, and I just cannot believe any compliment. Years of therapy, traditional and non-traditional. I have come to accept it, although sometimes I really hate myself. I keep fighting though. Years do bring some wisdom. Again, thank you for this post.
I was one of these kids. I was bullied and called ugly almost daily. Now, in my thirties, I've since modeled and all the boys I was bold enough to ask out (who laughed in my face and rejected me) want me. They make it clear, but I'm in a relationship with a man who calls be beautiful regularly. And I know I am. I was the minority in my town as a white girl, I listened to metal and wore dark makeup/clothes. I was an outcast. Thus, "ugly" was a way to target me. It took time, but honestly, f**k people like them.
Thanks I’m that kid rn and I have experienced the asking out for a joke thing and every single time it backfires because I end up giving a 5 minute lecture about their actions and they never do it again.
I was made fun of. I was the ugly one. But 10 yr reunion they are doing it again. Only to have all the guys from hs coming over talking with me. Cue 30 yr reunion, same crap but look a ton of the guys were flirting with spending a lot if time talking to me. What changed "nothing!". I am more confident in myself. Dont give a rat ### what they think anymore. And the cute girls in hs are now the drab housewives.
It's not so easy, because it doesn't happen to some, only to "others". So it's not policing, it's extermination of those not useful for the collective purposes - which are even more horrific than this fact itself.
My coping strategy for being picked on was to play along and even say things like "Is that the best you can do? I can insult myself better than that!" followed by some negative comment about myself. Eventually people gave up or laughed along with me. Problem was that I reached the mindset of "insults are trivial and don't matter"... which might have been good for my coping, but it left me completely oblivious to the suffering of others that were picked on, when (looking back) I should have been more supportive.
I attended 8 different schools (dad moved for work a lot). I was obviously the new kid each time and was bullied relentlessly as a result - who knows why. In my last school I was there 3 years. A group of 4 other kids picked on me from day one. They even teased me when my dad died. During the final year of school, one of them shoved me. I planted a roundhouse punch on the side of his head (I'd been trained in karate for 11 years) and he dropped like a stone. None of them even spoke to me after that. Made me wonder why I hadn't acted sooner and saved myself years of abuse. I still stand up for people I see being bullied. I wish everyone would.
I went to an all boys school so we had none of this nonsense just hardcore physical violence.
The thing is, I’m drastically weird, have low self esteem, and am pretty sensitive, all be it, hot tempered sometimes, but somehow I haven’t been bullied. I’ve always felt respect for bullied kids and people and get constantly shocked by bullied kids. Here is why. They are unique and so different. Even though they may think they’re bad, they’re amazing and most of my have friends been bullied at least once in their lives. I’ve learned that if someone gets bullied, talk to them because they’re probably one of the most distinguished people you have and ever will meet. Bullying is not ok and it’s destroying people who are different l.
For everyone out there who has low self esteem; here’s my story of how I became confident in myself: A year ago I hated my looks. I was the only Indian girl in my school, and everyone else was white. There were barely any people of color there. I hung out with the “popular crowd,” who used to exclude me and take advantage of me. During COVID I took the time to start exercising, and I started to love my figure, if not my looks. I understand that not everyone loves exercising like I do, but if you don’t want to do that there are other options too. Remember that not everyone is staring and judging you: Do you judge everyone walking down the street? Do you judge everyone you see in line at the grocery store? No, right? It’s important to realize that not everyone is judging you. Also, west what makes you feel confident! I have (in my opinion) nice collar bones and shoulders, so I wear off shoulder tops and things that make me feel feminine and pretty. Just remember: you are beautiful.
Indian girls are regarded as some of the most beautiful in the entire world. Only white people would try and trick you into thinking it’s any other way. They’re most definitely jealous of you. I’m 35 and Iranian and trust me it is true.
Load More Replies... The problem is, even if you find love and trust, it‘s always with specific people - at least it is for me, it might be different for you, and if it is, I truly am happy for you. Myself, I was and am ugly. I have a husband whom I genuinely believe that he loves me the way I am. Took years for that, but here we are. However, I am still convinced any other people I meet consider me weird&ugly. Whether that’s true or just my imagination... it‘s hard if not impossible to tell. To me, my husband’s just the odd one out who loves me despite of how I look/am. Even with our best friends, I am still constantly worried that they might secretly think of me as a loser. It’s not healthy. Some days it’s better than other days, but it never fully goes away. That said, this post is incredibly important. I never looked at it that way, but they’re so right. I hope this will help some victims of bullying.
I've never been able to believe anyone who told me i was handsome. Also grew up thinking i was disgustingly fat, but looked back at old pics recently and i just wasn't skinny. it's amazing what people do to us.
I grew up as "the chubby" girl. Always picked last for sports (which I hated anyway) and my brother and his friends tormented me and called me fat. Had a "bf" in high school who in private really liked me but not in public. I felt so bad about myself I gained weight and weighed almost 300 lbs. Now have lost over 100 lbs but still see myself as the fat and ugly person. Looking back at the pictures, I was NOT fat...but the damage is done. I am now almost 50 and when people compliment me, I feel they are lying. I feel fat and ugly ALL the time.
There are people, including children, who are very good at working out what your weakness is, what part of your body you hate the most for example. This is what they pick at which confirms what you've secretly been thinking. It's like a wound that never truly heals which gets a little bit bigger with every knock you experience during your life; making yourself even more convinced that you are not worthy of success (in any aspect of life) or happiness. If you looked at 100 people who have been diagnosed with a mental health condition, I wonder how many would have been bullied in childhood - I think it's going to be up in the 80 percent range.
This made me cry, in a good way. Seeing kids and how the world has changed since we were kids, the bullies are still there. Kids still get called ugly, fat, etc and it isn’t right. It take so much to build a child’s self esteem but one small word is enough to crash it. No child is ugly. I like that statement that kids are strange looking works in progress, because it can be true. Be good to yourselves and more importantly be good to children. They’re still learning. Have a great day!
Y'all'll hate me for this but there's a certain age when most kids are 'ugly'.... Which says nothing of their moral worth of course
All babies are ugly anyway. Toddlers are disgusting in general. Kids don’t really get cute until they’re like 7.
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What helps me is focusing on what is beautiful about myself. There isn't a single human being on the planet with ugly eyes. Everyone has pretty eyes! So focusing on my pretty eyes helps me out, in a weird way.
I disagree with everyone having beautiful eyes - I have seen some pretty ugly ones. But I believe that, physically, everyone has something attractive about them, even if it is just their eyebrows.
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The names I was called at school were awful, from boys and girls. Even had fruit and sandwiches thrown at me. Almost everyday I got insults from numerous people, like Bush pig, slag, mole, Mrs Ed (I have big gums), fugly, and changing my name to an insult too. I absolutely HATE how I look. The only thing I like about me is my eyes and my lips and that took me years of therapy and me TRYING bloody hard. The damage is done and here I am over 20 years later, still picking up the pieces that the bullies shredded off me.
Oh man, I'm sorry - kids can be such assholes. Went through some of that s**t, too. I still hate my nose after all these years (unfortunately I've got my father's) since I've been called names about that (and many other things) at school. Some days I kind of like my face in front view but I'm always quite shocked when I happen to see myself in profile on a picture or on webcam (yikes!). Add my mother's jowels to my father's nose and there you go. But - last autumn I took what was a small but important step for me and got my nose pierced. Now I wear a ring in my big af nose and everyone who says that it's too big for that ... well... can just stare at my mask becauses nobody really sees it anyway these days. :D
Load More Replies... I second that. Thanks for this post. However, it left out one more very VERY important thing: do not be afraid to tell authorities about the cruelties you're experiencing. Seriously. I was bullied, but I was lucky, I managed to stay out of serious trouble, but there are kids out there who literally get raped (even gang raped) and mutilated by bully peers. And they're too embarrassed and scared to talk about it. Please, do talk. If there's no adult you can trust around you, try and reach out to the police at least. Try. Search for child protection organisations and try to contact them. No matter what the bully says to you, your life is your own, and it is freaking precious!
Load More Replies... There are many things about self esteem and self realisation that should be taught to kids. Might not stop the bullying but it would make it harder for them to break anyone down. Might also make them question their own actions sooner.
Load More Replies... One more thought: The Quasimodo Syndrome. This is the twisted fairy tale of beauty that emotionally scars women to this day. Women are told to accept men as they are, men only want beautiful women . . . Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast, Hunchback of Notre Dame. She was supposed to love the guy, but the men only looked at lovely women. UNFAIR!
I grow up feeling ugly because my own parents told me I was. Looking back on childhood photos I was just a normal little girl. Sad thing is at 53 years old i still feel ugly and unworthy
So was i. And i can't believe to this day that my educated parents could say something like that. And i have a pretty brother, who was always told by the guests: Oh, what a pretty boy he is, and i was told: oh, you have grown up :D. I still feel kind of ugly-ish in spite of being in a long, loving relationship. And yes, i still think that people are giving me compliments because they feel sorry for me. But on the other hand, being pretty is not all and i see really gorgeous women feel ugly. If nothing else, it helped me to see beauty in other people and realize that being pretty is not the thing that will make me happy, but being brave and kind will. So, sister, don't worry, we are pretty just as anyone else. :)
Load More Replies... Sorry no, one person saying what we already KNOW to be true, doesn't heal age old wounds. Don't want to be a grump, though. It's still good for these things to be said, and heard. (I don't buy into the "the bullies were just learning how society works" though. In my experience + from what I've read they're either afraid of getting bullied, so they trample others before they get trampled, or they're so stupid they honestly think themselves perfect and that it's OK for them to treat others like s**t. OK psychologists don't put it like that, but basically they have a lack of self knowledge and an exaggerated sense of self worth. I'm thinking Trump is a perfect example. And all kids' behaviour is learned at home, so if a kid's a bully, they were taught to be one by their parents, one way or another.)
i agree, but it is a step in the right direction.
Load More Replies... I've never actually seen an ugly person, only regular people and attractive people. And no I'm not making this up or just saying this because.
Me too and i was say thins but most people don't believe me
Load More Replies... I was bullied in grammar school by all 11 boys in my class- some worse than others. I'll never forget Francis D'Amato- bruised my arm, he hit me so hard. So bullied at school, abused at home. No wonder I got married at 19.
Oh I was the ugly kid. I had bad teeth from parents not taking me ever to the dentist. Thick glasses in second grade. A horrible grandmother that took me and my little sister to her salon when we were in grade school and they cut our long hair like little boys as a FU to my mom she hated. So add all that together and I still have the yearly school photos I can't bear to look at. Junior high wasn't easier. More kids than our small grade school classes. High school larger school easier to kinda hide. But I never talked to anyone. Had gum in my hair. Stuff thrown at me. Names called. Graduated. At 5 year reunion I showed up an no one believed it was me. I grew esteem and confidence. I realized I am who I make me regardless if my parents didn't help it. But f**k them all. Move on. Grow from it. Made me the person I am today. Bullies always will exist. Back they they didn't hide. I always smile at the little kids that look different because they smile back being seen.
Poetic justice is when you grow into your ears, big teeth and slim out enough to turn heads and turn into a real beauty that is unrecognized of the former self. So yeah, some folks can actually change so much that the cool guy/gal will hit on you years later. What a boost to the ego.
Load More Replies... I grew up fat so I was always reminded of this by kids. I WAS the fat kid, so I always believed that I was ugly too. It was only that I grew older that realised that this wasn’t the case. It took many years to finally accept myself and that if you didn’t like me, that was your loss. I lost the weight (only recently) and I finally feel acceptable by society.
You are right, it was their loss not to get to know such a wonderful person.
Load More Replies... I was bullied and called ugly n grade school. Bullied in other ways in high school and in college. I am almost 60 years old and it still makes me cry. But I have to say I am AGAINST most of the anti-bullying programs. They just teach the kids who bully new ways to do it and make it even more undercover. At least if it is out in the open, adults can take notice and (hopefully) take action.
I needed this post back then, but I'd never have believed it. It still makes me cry reading this, but the post is true. No one is truly ugly on the outside, but I have seen some extremely ugly people on the inside. It's the insides that count. Be good. Be kind. Be respectful and considerate. Then the world will see your inner self reflected in your appearance too.
this happened to me a lot (i mean the getting asked out because of a dare)
Growning up no one made me feel worse about how I look than myself. I was (am) so self conscious about my teeth being crooked and spaced out. My family couldn't afford braces as a kid with single parent income and the dentist saying they'd "straighten themselves out". I've learned to love certain things about myself that I didn't notice as a kid. I'm still growing into myself I think.
I'm saving up for braces as an adult. You can get invisible ones now and pay monthly. Probably won't be able to afford it until work is normal again after Covid (and obviously it has to wait until after Covid anyway). It might not be too late. Though it shouldn't matter anyway I know that. People really need to stop focusing on other people's appearance.
Load More Replies... This really reasoned with me: "Maybe you were tormented by your peers for no reason except that they were experimenting with and learning the rules of callous human cruelty that would define the rest of their lives - and recognizing this, the adults who should have protected you (and taught them better behavior), let it happen. Cruelty and social shaming - the foundations of how human beings police their society is learned and is practiced"...
I actually found far more comfort in accepting the fact that I'm not pretty/beautiful and that I'm okay with that, than people telling me "no you were really okay looking all along." As Hatchet-Face says in Cry Baby, "There's nothing the matter with my face. I got character!" But if the Tumblr post makes other people feel better, then I'm glad for it.
Yeah, same here. I knew I was ugly, I was OK with it, and I derived my self-esteem from my other positive attributes. I never focused all that much on looks as a child. Still don't. It's amazing how much time and energy it saves.
Load More Replies... I really feel the racist beauty standards one. When I was a kid, someone told me my nose was "too big." I am part Asian, and I was speaking to a white person at the time. Here's the thing- my nose wasn't big. For a mixed white and asian kid, it was a totally average-sized nose. If I had been talking to another white/asian kid, they wouldn't have even thought twice about my nose. But because of white beauty standards, I got bullied for my nose, and I spent much of my childhood hating my looks.
I can relate to that. White kids definitely bully non white kids for our features. That’s not because you’re ugly though. It’s because you’re different. White kids used to pick on me for my race when I was a kid in a hick town. As soon as we moved to a real place with less white people, that ended and I went on to be extremely well liked and hot.
Load More Replies... An uplifting story...in junior high school I had a really bad misaligned jaw and it was terrible. I looked really different to the rest. Due to bullying I had stress-related alopecia and it felt so bad. I have seen pictures of me and I despise them. I eventually had jaw surgery and my hair is very thick but still felt hideous. I remember being terrified that one of my individual school photos was missing when they gave them to me. Turns out that a boy really liked me. He saw through my exterior and found me attractive. He managed to steal one of my photographs. I found out until college when he managed to find me. I was so surprised by this kind, handsome, tall man who insisted on approaching me. We are getting married soon. He is a very stubborn loving man that notices me, that is always paying attention to subtle things. Once we were inside a store. I was always avoiding my own reflection but he hugged me and insisted that I had to look at that " sexy beautiful girl". 🥰🥰
I was just kind of invisible... I was a really cute kid, but then I became a teenager, and hell opened its gates for me. Skinny as a stick, glasses, acne, crazy hair... My class mates all had boyfriends, and I was the odd one out. I was the ugly nerd who the cute guys came to for help with their homework; outside of that, I basically didn't exist for them. For 14-year old me, that was absolutely crushing. However, looking back at this experience now, I think that it actually wasn't too bad for my character development. Since I couldn't trust/ rely on my looks, I trusted my skills and talents instead, and I learned to be humble very early on.
Yep, and here I am, happily married with two wonderfull kids but I still shrink into a tiny little grain of dust when someone says something to me that isn't nice, and i only want to sink into the ground and disappear forever.
I hope this was a helpful post to those who were called ugly as a kid. I know that some kids really get bullied for being "ugly" and I just hope that they mange to stay strong and maintain their self- worth in later life.
A post doesn't erase years of trauma and scars. In my case it only reminded me of my abusers and made me more angry.
Load More Replies... Back in the day when I was in my later teens and early twenties (so late seventies to early eighties), if it got known that a girl at work was still a virgin, the assholes used to get together and bet each other they could take her virginity. Bet you anything they did the same thing when they were in school too (and weren’t the only ones). Real class acts, weren’t they? Class-A assholes, actually. When another girl and I got wind of that stupidity going on at one place I worked, we started telling all the other women there, particularly the newer, younger ones (the assholes’ favorite targets), about it, and for them to continue to pass the word on, until all those “boys” were no longer employed there. The girls stopped saying yes to dates with any of the guys at work (to be safe, all the guys had to be included, as we weren’t sure just how many, and which ones, were involved), and eventually we stopped hearing about their “bets”.
#growingupbulliedatall When you get called slurs and mean names so many times that those are the words you say to yourself falling asleep at night. You can't even tell anyone about it for fear of being invalidated and called narcissistic.
And that takes care of my ugly cry for the week. How ironic. Thanks for sharing Terminal Politics' beautiful healing words, Robertas. Someone needed to hear this today. Maybe it was me.
It was hard for me to read this. I grew up being bullied by other kids and my parents and I have an inner bully that rejects this kind of positivity. But I did read it. And now I have to walk around.
I was a very serious student in school. I wanted to learn everything, read everything, hear everything the teachers had to say. Spending more than half my free time with my nose in a library book meant little primping and socializing. I was called many names: nerd (before the word was a compliment), bookworm, snob, mouse, plain jane. As the years went by I retreated into a safer world of my own making. I learned to be silent, stand at the back of the crowd, never draw attention to myself. I am still inclined that way. My revenge: I love what I am now.
I grew up thinking I was ugly. I am actually, well, unusual-looking. The way I made peace with this, pretty early on, is to treat physical beauty the way most "normal" people treat things like musical talent - something that would be nice to have, but isn't a tragedy if you don't have it. I don't need to be told I'm beautiful or even normal-looking. I know I'm not, and I'm perfectly OK with it. The real payoff of being an ugly woman comes later in life - aging is not as painful if you've got no beauty to lose. That, and the total absence of catcalls and other harassment. This has literally never happened to me.
Clever and philosophical though - good qualities that don't age.
Load More Replies... I had low self esteem in third and fourth grade. My teacher was the same (after third grade was over, she switched to fourth grade.) I hated her with all my heart. She was always mean to me and some other kids, while she loved some other students and wouldn't punish them if they punched me. She was criticizing. She's the reason I'm so self-belittling now and stress over every little thing, like accidentally hurting someone a tiny bit
Knowing that there was more to life than school (especially high school), my parents made me feel great about myself even tho' I had a pizza face. They took me everywhere, gave me a love of art, reading, music and theatre. And my gal friend who also had a similar face -- we came to the conclusion that our faces kept us from being pregnant and married at 16. Now I have a sensational life full of people who know the true me. Being taught at an early age that looks are only surface made looking forward easy!
Just remember, looking human is something external. Being truly ugly can only happen on the inside. You can look like a runway supermodel and still be the ugliest person on the planet. Wasn't there a song once: " She Ain't Pretty - She Just Looks That Way."
I have two sides to this. I grew up feeling fat, really fat. This was confirmed by my peers, my mother and even a teacher. I found photos recently of when I was 13 and... guess what, not that fat. Ofc then I got depression and really did get morbidly obese but I'm starting to think I would have had a better chance at being healthy if I hadn't felt like I was 400lbs as a teenager. However I also grew up feeling ugly. Nobody said anything about my looks, but since I'm now 35 and have had zero romantic interest, I think that one is probably true.
It was extremely rare that I ever got noticed, much less bullied. 99% of the time, I was just completely ignored. At some point, while growing up, I actually thought I had the power of invisibility. I hit 6 foot 4 inches tall in the 5th grade. And yet, the times I was told by school kids, teachers, and even people on the street "OH! I didn't see you there", numbers in the billions.
When you got teased for liking that googly eyed girl with the glasses and tiny tits but she was the sweetest thing and now you know how cool it was because tiny top girls with glasses are all the rage but you knew that eons ago. And you knew you'd never find a better girl... and she was there, and she was yours... and the cool guys with the hot chix failed miserably!
The stuck up girls used to try and tell me some of their popular guy friends had crushes on me to try and see if I would believe it so they could laugh at me. Never gave them the satisfaction.
Yup.. I was the ugly kid - in so many ways - I still am. The importance of the adults in one's life helping to negate this cannot be stressed enough. I'm fairly certain that the reason I'm convinced I'm camera-cracking ugly even now is that in elementary school... even the teachers would join in, saying things like "Even though she's not pretty like so-and-so..." or... my parents... who would give the backhanded "Well at least you're not both ugly AND stupid" - anytime anyone gave me a gift... mom would state something like "Oh, they gave you soap because you stink"... "they gave you make up because you're ugly" - she thought/thinks she's hilarious. Today? My peers are so wrapped up in themselves and getting compliments/support FROM me, the thought of being good to me doesn't even cross their minds.
Happened to me. I had a girl that I liked in grade 9 out of the blue ask me if I wanted to take her to the dance. I said yes, and she then starts laughing and tells all her friends that I thought she would actually go out with me. Was called names for the rest of the school year because I somehow thought that she would actually want to go out with me.
I really enjoyed reading this and all the comments here. I have very low self esteem too and it can be hard to get over things said to you when you were only a kid. I'm a bit older now and i still struggle with but I work on myself every single day
I was the ugly one. But I grew up as a good person. No issues against anyone.
I learned a long time ago that bullies are the way they are because either A) they themselves are bullied (by parents, relatives, neighborhood kids) or B) have very low self esteem/self worth and as such are trying to bring you down beneath them. As such nothing they say or do is really worth paying attention to or reacting to.
They just found a convenient way to bully and torment this innocent child, knowing they could get away with it and nothing would happen to them. They dumped and released their rage on an innocent target who they knew would not get back at them for doing so. Kids can be so mean sometimes.
Wow this hit home hard. Just realizing that I wasnt just bullied but emotionally abused. Wow.
I was physically and emotionally abused by my peers throughout my school years. I learned to fight dirty, I learned to be as nasty to them as they were to me with their actions and words. All this taught me was to be socially distant, dismissive and disrespectful of other people and their opinions. I had no respect for authority since they had never protected me nor defended me. Then, I met and married the man I loved, he passed away and I met and married the love of my life. They taught me how to be human, how to be loved and how to respect other people and their opinions. I will never enter a church again, nor will I ever join a "social organization". I will be happy, in my own way, on my own terms, from now on. I will never be judged again.
Ugly, when applied to physical appearances, is too subjective a term to be applied to anyone, much less a school age kid. Hopefully what people learn is that what is attractive is a combination of how you look, how you are as person, and how you treat others. I know of no relationships that go beyond the first couple of dates where the physical appearance was the only factor. And even when considering physical appearance only, people are diverse enough that I guarantee that everyone is attractive to someone. The problem with school age kids, I think, is that it's a bunch of kids trying to figure out how to be an adult and for some reason (beyond the budding hormones) this is the thing they latch onto. Maybe it's because it's so simple. Regardless, if anyone has ever said you are ugly, they are least qualified person to make that call. A better statement they could make is "I'm narrow and simple and you don't fit the tiny space I've allocated to what is attractive."
The only way we know if we are ugly is if someone tells us we are.- I really took a second to think about that lol
I wish I'd heard this years ago. I have struggled with my self esteem for years because of this, and even though i know im attractive, i still struggle to believe that when people tell me. I always assume people are making fun of me too. Someone telling me this years ago might have helped me appreciate myself alot f****n quicker!! But im glad ppl are saying it now
Thank you for this post. I was the ugly girl, and I still consider myself ugly, and that's on a good day. I was chosen the ugliest girl in the classroom when I was twelve, and everything became worse after that. I grew up on a small town, and even random people on the street would call me ugly. I remember countless episodes. My piano teacher called me ugly, so I never wanted to play in public anymore. It appears I was quite talented, learning piano since I was four, but I stopped playing alltogether in my teens. I just couldn't take it anymore. I did not get support at home either, on the contrary. I wish I couldn't remember. Started cutting myself at twelve and had my first serious suicide attempt at sixteen. Today I see myself as an ugly woman, and I just cannot believe any compliment. Years of therapy, traditional and non-traditional. I have come to accept it, although sometimes I really hate myself. I keep fighting though. Years do bring some wisdom. Again, thank you for this post.
I was one of these kids. I was bullied and called ugly almost daily. Now, in my thirties, I've since modeled and all the boys I was bold enough to ask out (who laughed in my face and rejected me) want me. They make it clear, but I'm in a relationship with a man who calls be beautiful regularly. And I know I am. I was the minority in my town as a white girl, I listened to metal and wore dark makeup/clothes. I was an outcast. Thus, "ugly" was a way to target me. It took time, but honestly, f**k people like them.
Thanks I’m that kid rn and I have experienced the asking out for a joke thing and every single time it backfires because I end up giving a 5 minute lecture about their actions and they never do it again.
I was made fun of. I was the ugly one. But 10 yr reunion they are doing it again. Only to have all the guys from hs coming over talking with me. Cue 30 yr reunion, same crap but look a ton of the guys were flirting with spending a lot if time talking to me. What changed "nothing!". I am more confident in myself. Dont give a rat ### what they think anymore. And the cute girls in hs are now the drab housewives.
It's not so easy, because it doesn't happen to some, only to "others". So it's not policing, it's extermination of those not useful for the collective purposes - which are even more horrific than this fact itself.
My coping strategy for being picked on was to play along and even say things like "Is that the best you can do? I can insult myself better than that!" followed by some negative comment about myself. Eventually people gave up or laughed along with me. Problem was that I reached the mindset of "insults are trivial and don't matter"... which might have been good for my coping, but it left me completely oblivious to the suffering of others that were picked on, when (looking back) I should have been more supportive.
I attended 8 different schools (dad moved for work a lot). I was obviously the new kid each time and was bullied relentlessly as a result - who knows why. In my last school I was there 3 years. A group of 4 other kids picked on me from day one. They even teased me when my dad died. During the final year of school, one of them shoved me. I planted a roundhouse punch on the side of his head (I'd been trained in karate for 11 years) and he dropped like a stone. None of them even spoke to me after that. Made me wonder why I hadn't acted sooner and saved myself years of abuse. I still stand up for people I see being bullied. I wish everyone would.
I went to an all boys school so we had none of this nonsense just hardcore physical violence.
The thing is, I’m drastically weird, have low self esteem, and am pretty sensitive, all be it, hot tempered sometimes, but somehow I haven’t been bullied. I’ve always felt respect for bullied kids and people and get constantly shocked by bullied kids. Here is why. They are unique and so different. Even though they may think they’re bad, they’re amazing and most of my have friends been bullied at least once in their lives. I’ve learned that if someone gets bullied, talk to them because they’re probably one of the most distinguished people you have and ever will meet. Bullying is not ok and it’s destroying people who are different l.
For everyone out there who has low self esteem; here’s my story of how I became confident in myself: A year ago I hated my looks. I was the only Indian girl in my school, and everyone else was white. There were barely any people of color there. I hung out with the “popular crowd,” who used to exclude me and take advantage of me. During COVID I took the time to start exercising, and I started to love my figure, if not my looks. I understand that not everyone loves exercising like I do, but if you don’t want to do that there are other options too. Remember that not everyone is staring and judging you: Do you judge everyone walking down the street? Do you judge everyone you see in line at the grocery store? No, right? It’s important to realize that not everyone is judging you. Also, west what makes you feel confident! I have (in my opinion) nice collar bones and shoulders, so I wear off shoulder tops and things that make me feel feminine and pretty. Just remember: you are beautiful.
Indian girls are regarded as some of the most beautiful in the entire world. Only white people would try and trick you into thinking it’s any other way. They’re most definitely jealous of you. I’m 35 and Iranian and trust me it is true.
Load More Replies... The problem is, even if you find love and trust, it‘s always with specific people - at least it is for me, it might be different for you, and if it is, I truly am happy for you. Myself, I was and am ugly. I have a husband whom I genuinely believe that he loves me the way I am. Took years for that, but here we are. However, I am still convinced any other people I meet consider me weird&ugly. Whether that’s true or just my imagination... it‘s hard if not impossible to tell. To me, my husband’s just the odd one out who loves me despite of how I look/am. Even with our best friends, I am still constantly worried that they might secretly think of me as a loser. It’s not healthy. Some days it’s better than other days, but it never fully goes away. That said, this post is incredibly important. I never looked at it that way, but they’re so right. I hope this will help some victims of bullying.
I've never been able to believe anyone who told me i was handsome. Also grew up thinking i was disgustingly fat, but looked back at old pics recently and i just wasn't skinny. it's amazing what people do to us.
I grew up as "the chubby" girl. Always picked last for sports (which I hated anyway) and my brother and his friends tormented me and called me fat. Had a "bf" in high school who in private really liked me but not in public. I felt so bad about myself I gained weight and weighed almost 300 lbs. Now have lost over 100 lbs but still see myself as the fat and ugly person. Looking back at the pictures, I was NOT fat...but the damage is done. I am now almost 50 and when people compliment me, I feel they are lying. I feel fat and ugly ALL the time.
There are people, including children, who are very good at working out what your weakness is, what part of your body you hate the most for example. This is what they pick at which confirms what you've secretly been thinking. It's like a wound that never truly heals which gets a little bit bigger with every knock you experience during your life; making yourself even more convinced that you are not worthy of success (in any aspect of life) or happiness. If you looked at 100 people who have been diagnosed with a mental health condition, I wonder how many would have been bullied in childhood - I think it's going to be up in the 80 percent range.
This made me cry, in a good way. Seeing kids and how the world has changed since we were kids, the bullies are still there. Kids still get called ugly, fat, etc and it isn’t right. It take so much to build a child’s self esteem but one small word is enough to crash it. No child is ugly. I like that statement that kids are strange looking works in progress, because it can be true. Be good to yourselves and more importantly be good to children. They’re still learning. Have a great day!
Y'all'll hate me for this but there's a certain age when most kids are 'ugly'.... Which says nothing of their moral worth of course
All babies are ugly anyway. Toddlers are disgusting in general. Kids don’t really get cute until they’re like 7.
Load More Replies... What helps me is focusing on what is beautiful about myself. There isn't a single human being on the planet with ugly eyes. Everyone has pretty eyes! So focusing on my pretty eyes helps me out, in a weird way.
I disagree with everyone having beautiful eyes - I have seen some pretty ugly ones. But I believe that, physically, everyone has something attractive about them, even if it is just their eyebrows.
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