They say that only with hope, can there be true despair, so, I'm abandoning hope. How can I accept that I'm hideous, have too many mental issues, and am completely unlovable?
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Haha. Oh, teenage angst. It takes me back. It'll get easier as you age.
While I understand the sentiment of wishing to abandon hope, it's a more difficult thing than just saying you're doing so. True despair will simply exist, irrelevant of hope--or if not "true" despair, then something similar. Rather, instead of abandoning hope, perhaps you should grasp on to it?
If hope is a rope out of a dark pit, and you were to grab the rope, the chances of falling back to the pitch black would increase potential pain, sure. By quite a lot, depending on how high you climbed up the rope. But only with the rope can you ever have a chance to escape that dark pit. Would it simply be better to resign yourself to being stuck in that dark pit? Would you be more content knowing that you would not have to risk falling? Or would you simply sit at the bottom, staring up at the light at the top and yearning for it; perhaps even growing to hate the light and cursing it for being out of grasp. Would you grow to hate yourself, as well, for failing to grasp on to your opportunity to climb out of the pit?
So, lemme ask you this. Is it that you are completely 100% sure that you're unlovable, or is it that you're afraid that you are? Well, unless you can tell the future, you can't 100% say you will always be unlovable. Though, if you can tell the future, help a brother out, huh?
In the end, you are terribly young. I'm sure you hear that often, but there's a reason for that. The person you are right now won't even be close to the person you are when you're around my age. Not physically, not mentally, not emotionally, not rationally, not ethically. You will completely change. In all likelihood you'll look back on moments like this and wonder, "How could that have possibly been me?" Or perhaps that's just me. In any case, you have a looooooot of developing to do. Right now, your frontal lobe still has almost a decade to develop. Things won't get easier--they might--but you'll be able to handle everything more easily.
And don't let yourself be a slave to a label, either. They told me I had everything under the sun, when I was a teen. MDD, SAD, Bipolar, Insomnia. Psychiatrists don't know wtf they're talking about. A therapist will do you a world more good than someone who simply throws medication at you. If that is applicable to your situation, at all. Further, females are more able to look past appearance than males. Maybe not right now, but eventually. Patience grasshopper.