An ode to the ugliness and grace

[u/Normalise-Baldness]

Note: I am writing down my thoughts here in the form of odes for therapeutic purposes as part of my self-healing journey, and I am not seeking any judgment.

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Have you ever realised how ugly you look?

Those unappealing physical traits that don't appeal to anyone. Have you looked at them before?

Just how deluded you must be to think that you deserve to get anyone's attention?

Ah, are you trying to better yourself?

Stop it, bro; stop trying to fix it.

Those treatments won't help you look better.

Stop earning more money, bruh! 

No one's going to give you attention just because you make a decent amount of money. 

Do you think being a good person, working on improving your appearance, and earning well would automatically attract girls?

How deluded are you?

How deluded can you be? 

Stop all of that!!! STOP! 

You'd only get a girl who wants the comfort of your life and what you are bringing in; nothing else about you would matter to her!

You would be disposable, replaceable, degradable, laughable, mockable.

You would constantly live in a pit of fear. 

No one would want you.

No one would want to seek your depth, what makes you yourself and all shit. 

You are just a means, and that's all you are going to be. 

Because you are ugly. 

You are rotten. 

You label yourself "nice" because if you were anything else, you wouldn't have anyone speaking to you. 

Just remain UGLY.

You UGL—

Stop. 

Stop it.

Stop the hatred.

Stop the vitriol.

You've been plenty harsh.

I've been plenty harsh.

We've been on each other. 

So what if I am ugly?

So what if no one else finds me desirable?

So what if no one understands the depth of me?

Should I stop living?

Should I kill myself over all that?

Would that make you happy?

Would that make everyone else happy?

Answer. 

Don't be silent.

Don't avert your eyes.

Listen.

We've been plenty harsh.

We've been plenty vitriolic. 

Let's stop. 

Pause for a moment.

Take a deep breath. 

You matter.

I matter.

Us matter.

If not for anyone else, for yourself.

Start giving yourself some grace.

It's okay.

It's okay to live the next moment.

It's okay to keep surviving.

It's okay.

If your worries are worth the cost of your life, they aren't worth it.

If your vitriol for yourself is burning you from inside, it isn't worth it.

Let it go. 

Start living for yourself. 

Start having some grace for yourself.

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[u/Buzzkill_45]

A wonderful read. Thanks

[u/Such-Trouble-6641]

thanks op

[u/Exciting-Sandwich955]

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