I confess that being called ugly all my life, I learned that no matter who you are, people will always bring you down for some reason. That's the reality. But I just don't like that reality.
A couple of days ago, I went into a tramb and I could hear two guys talking about me for at least 5 minutes until they came off. They were sitting really close to me, so it was obvious I could hear them. I was treated like an object.
Truth is, no matter what I do, something like this would always bring me down. Even if I have the confidence, I hate the fact that people would be this way.
What do I care about others, right? But I want to care. So that's my problem, I guess.