Anonymous,
there was a time when I couldn't look at myself in the mirror. It wasn't because of ugliness but because I was obsessed about BEING ugly. I'm turning eighteen tomorrow and I've never had a proper girlfriend or boyfriend. Now that I'm looking back, I can see that there were plenty of opportunities, I just put myself down too much as 'that face' with 'that body'. I sold myself pretty short. Your letter really touched me in a wave of empathy and (admittedly) self-pity. Do you remember when Susan Brick got all that shit for talking about how much attention her 'beauty' grabbed her? A little obnoxious? yes. Self-obsessed, sure. All the same, now a days it is so looked down upon to even mention our self-worth. Maybe Ms. Brick deserves a bit of credit. Just remember that you have friends for a reason, and that beauty standards change every time Anna Wintour picks her nose (a little too graphic but everyone knows it). I know that beauty unfortunately matters during college, I'm not going to deny it, but it's a very, very, VERY short-term phenomenon. I completely agree with Savage.
PS. Whenever some shit-head comes up to you and insults you face-to-face, just imagine HIM in a wig. Ask him just how pretty he thinks he is. Or just smile and wave.