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TrueNateJacobs
I just want to be beautiful
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Now that I think about it, every single problem in my life comes from being ugly.
I grew up financially stable with a good loving family, who has supported me in my endeavors.
Nothing tragic has happened to me in my life.
The only problems I’ve had are with girls, popularity, and school.
In these regards I have been a loser for much of my school career.
I was pretty much always rejected by girls because of my looks.
Not that I’m hideous, but I’m like mltn, and I was going for mtbs to htbs so obviously it’s not gonna work out.
Long story short, now I find myself with this deep rooted desire to feel beautiful.
To “ascend”.
I have placed this desire above anything else.
Now I have to get rich.
Now I have to become famous.
All of these desires stem from being ugly and seeking the validation that I’ve never had.
If I had just been a htn, I could’ve lived a normie life, never learning about bp.
I would’ve had a couple different girlfriends during my highschool career, or maybe a highschool sweetheart who I would’ve married.
I would’ve had 2 kids and a dog, and my wife would’ve loved me for both my personality AND my face.
The question is, am I ugly, because that wasn’t my destiny?
Am I destined to MAKE my path?
Am I destined to climb to greatness?
Is this why I have been made ugly?
That I would know the struggle of being nothing, so one day I could become something?
Is it better to be awake, yet know of the weight upon your shoulders,
or sleep blissfully, and know nothing at all?
I grew up financially stable with a good loving family, who has supported me in my endeavors.
Nothing tragic has happened to me in my life.
The only problems I’ve had are with girls, popularity, and school.
In these regards I have been a loser for much of my school career.
I was pretty much always rejected by girls because of my looks.
Not that I’m hideous, but I’m like mltn, and I was going for mtbs to htbs so obviously it’s not gonna work out.
Long story short, now I find myself with this deep rooted desire to feel beautiful.
To “ascend”.
I have placed this desire above anything else.
Now I have to get rich.
Now I have to become famous.
All of these desires stem from being ugly and seeking the validation that I’ve never had.
If I had just been a htn, I could’ve lived a normie life, never learning about bp.
I would’ve had a couple different girlfriends during my highschool career, or maybe a highschool sweetheart who I would’ve married.
I would’ve had 2 kids and a dog, and my wife would’ve loved me for both my personality AND my face.
The question is, am I ugly, because that wasn’t my destiny?
Am I destined to MAKE my path?
Am I destined to climb to greatness?
Is this why I have been made ugly?
That I would know the struggle of being nothing, so one day I could become something?
Is it better to be awake, yet know of the weight upon your shoulders,
or sleep blissfully, and know nothing at all?