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I was just watching a commercial for High School Reunion on TV Land. There's a gal who was the nobody back then and went to the complete opposite as an adult; fake boobs, lots of make up, provocative clothing and an arrogant, "look at what you missed out on" attitude. To me, she is insecure. She would be nothing without all the outerware - and that is sad.
Were any of you the "ugly duckling" growing up? How did that turn out for you? How did it affect your relationships?
When I was in elem-high school, I sure was. What's weird, I think, is that me going to Uganda was the most life-changing experience for me. I'm not sure what it was about spending 3 months in an impoverished country in a $30/month apartment, but man, when I came home in April '10 I had a totally different outlook on life, and people noticed. I got rid of that "ugly duckling" stigma quite quickly. I still can't explain it but I'm loving every minute of it.
Long story short, I was an ugly duckling as a kid. Somehow, if I can offer a valid response just 7 months later, living overseas changed all of that, and my relationships have definitely improved.
I was pretty geeky in grade school and all through high school. I had all the physical traits- overbite, braces, eyeglasses, slight pudginess, bad haircuts, etc. I think I turned out alright in my adult years though.
Oh my gosh you poor thing! I think I was in 4th or 5th.
I was unhappy with my development too, Georgianbelle. They just seemed to grow and grow and I am a small girl. I have learnt to love them though!
My Mom didn't tell me about the letter until just a few years ago. If I'd known back then, I'd have been mortified. I do remember her taking me shopping for one, but she was trying to be sneaky. We settled on Wonder Woman Underoos.
My Mom didn't tell me about the letter until just a few years ago. If I'd known back then, I'd have been mortified. I do remember her taking me shopping for one, but she was trying to be sneaky. We settled on Wonder Woman Underoos.
Some of these middle aged people who can't let it go.... geez, let it go! I know a group of people like this, they keep trying to be validated now by seeking and applauding mainstream attention for nerdy things. They are like "yay! Look computer games and thick glasses are cool! See I was right and now you must be so sorry you didn't go out with me in high school because I played d&d."
Some of these middle aged people who can't let it go.... geez, let it go! I know a group of people like this, they keep trying to be validated now by seeking and applauding mainstream attention for nerdy things. They are like "yay! Look computer games and thick glasses are cool! See I was right and now you must be so sorry you didn't go out with me in high school because I played d&d."
I never had acne outside of the occasional pimple once every year or so. I never had braces, required glasses, etc. I was able to get along with pretty much everyone and I had many friends. I even played D&D (technically, AD&D-Advanced Dungeon and Dragons). But, I had a hard time finding a date. Eventually, it started to get to me. Particularly because I saw guys who I thought were rather ugly going out with girls I considered to be hot. I couldn't figure out why, so I became really self conscious. Did I smell bad? Did I have big ears? A big nose? Forehead? Was I fat?
I did do some dating, and even had two girlfriends, but nowhere near the level that everyone was doing. I basically convinced myself that I was ugly. This went on until a few years after high school when I got fed up with one day. I didn't really care what anyone thought of me (I did, actually, but I wasn't letting it get to me anymore).
Eventually, I figured it all out: I was clueless. I grew up an only child, and for the most part as a latch-key kid. Yes, I did have lots of friends, but I was more like their other brother. Girls were flirting with me but I wasn't in-tune with that kind of attention. It went over my head.
I also realized that a lot of the dating, relationships, and sexual encounters my friends bragged about were largely exaggerated. Turns out I was pretty normal.
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