Well being pretty much the ugliest thing ever to walk this earth, I'm damn well used to it.
Problem is, I've become reverse discriminatory. I tend to initially be defensive and harsh towards good looking people. Sometimes, these people don't know what it's like to be judged negatively by your looks. They are over priviliged, and thus, probably don't even know how cruel they're being. They don't know how it feels to be looked at as an abomination, how are they to know how bad it feels?
Most good looking people aren't like that though. Plenty of my best friends are good looking people, even good looking girls. I know this, yet I can't shake this suspicion and distrust. Recently, I learned of a few people I knew who did modelling. I don't tend to speak to them much anymore. I don't feel I have a right to. Why should they be forced to cope with seeing something like me? They aren't like me. They don't have to stay amongst ugly people, why would they?
It doesn't make sense. I fear at some point, I may have to face up to the fact that there are no rules to normal human interaction, that every move you make in that game is a mere roll of the dice, a game of chance as to whether your responses affect them well or badly.
Hell, I have plenty of friends. I don't know many people who are more popular around the uni than me, yet I can't shake the feeling that although people like me for my personality, they're all disgusted to look at me. And as for relationships? Forget it. In a normal town it would be nigh on impossible. Here, where the girls all seem to look perfect? They can do far, far better than me, and they know it.
So, yeah. I guess I care. I'm used to it, but I still care.