The harsh reality about appearance and personality

[andreu caro]

I’ve spent three years of my life trying to change my appearance. I’ve risen rapidly in the ranks, received compliments from all over, and been rated an 8.9–10, but none of that has fulfilled me on the inside. I focused on changing my appearance thinking that everyone would start talking to me, sending me messages, or that I’d have lots of women. I thought that way people would notice me, but that’s not how it went. The people who look at you forget about you five seconds later, no one approaches you just because you’re a “mogger” to ask for your Instagram—people don’t care about you. I should have focused more on learning to socialize, on being funny, and on learning to make physical contact with the people around me, but I’ve reached the point where I can’t look people in the face when they talk to me for fear of “what they’ll say about my appearance”—when 99% of people are average and have social skills I’d pray to have. My life would have been better if I’d never discovered BP. I have no friends or loved ones; nobody cares about me, and those who did care at one point replaced me with 4/10 people who had better personalities and charisma. It’s not all about looks—of course, that’s the first thing people see, but that doesn’t mean they’ll stay by your side. Remember: looks open the door, but personality keeps it from closing again. Thanks for reading. I love you all, whether you’re ltns or chads—what really matters is the soul, and I know we all have a beautiful soul, even if it’s hard to see.

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[PrettyboyQ]

I’ve spent three years of my life trying to change my appearance. I’ve risen rapidly in the ranks, received compliments from all over, and been rated an 8.9–10, but none of that has fulfilled me on the inside. I focused on changing my appearance thinking that everyone would start talking to me, sending me messages, or that I’d have lots of women. I thought that way people would notice me, but that’s not how it went. The people who look at you forget about you five seconds later, no one approaches you just because you’re a “mogger” to ask for your Instagram—people don’t care about you. I should have focused more on learning to socialize, on being funny, and on learning to make physical contact with the people around me, but I’ve reached the point where I can’t look people in the face when they talk to me for fear of “what they’ll say about my appearance”—when 99% of people are average and have social skills I’d pray to have. My life would have been better if I’d never discovered BP. I have no friends or loved ones; nobody cares about me, and those who did care at one point replaced me with 4/10 people who had better personalities and charisma. It’s not all about looks—of course, that’s the first thing people see, but that doesn’t mean they’ll stay by your side. Remember: looks open the door, but personality keeps it from closing again. Thanks for reading. I love you all, whether you’re ltns or chads—what really matters is the soul, and I know we all have a beautiful soul, even if it’s hard to see.

Translated with DeepL.com (Spanish to American English)

Man stfu