I think I should tell you my story. As a kid I was teased cus of the way I looked, mainly cus of my nose.By the time I was 18 I had grown into it,but I still thought I was ugly,and I was deeply paranoid about it,it put a big strain on my life.At 19 I was in college,and my nickname was p*rnstar,the "in crowd" wanted to be friends with me,people would tell me I was good looking and "gorgeous" all the time,and guess what,I didn't listen to no-one,I genuinely believed I WAS UGLY! Women would grab my ass in bars and make a lot of eye contact with me,I would look down and look away,I thought they did it to everyone,and that when they saw my nose close up,they would think I was disgusting.I couldn't understand how I could be so teased for being ugly through my teens,and then all of a sudden people were telling me I could be a model,how could this be possible,it made no sense,I still believed I was ugly with a big nose,it baffled me that people couldn't see the ugly face I saw in the mirror.When I was 21,I had a nose job. It was a disaster.The surgeon was no good, he botched it,I had a nose that looked rediculous on my face,in my efforts to try and get rid of my big nose,i had a nose that didn't match my face,I was far uglier than before,thanks to plastic surgery.I noticed women weren't checking me out anymore,I couldn't believe what I had done,i was suicidal.I wanted my old nose back and I realized the hard way,that the nose I had from birth,was the one that belonged on my face.A few years passed,sometimes people would still tell me I was good looking during that time but I had to make a real effort with my looks.I decided to take action and do something about the error I had made at 21.At 24 I got opinions from other surgeons and they all agreed I had a botched nose job,and some of them felt it was too difficult to go near it.I found a surgeon who said he could help.He rectified my nose somewhat and it was much better and more in proportion with my face (but I would have done anything to just turn back the clock and not done it in the first place).I was much better looking after that,i noticed a lot more female attention,but I still had the same problem,inside me I had a deep rooted belief I was ugly,and I STILL wouldn't make eye contact with women.The years have passed by,I am now 30.I am much older looking,I don't have the good looks I had,my hair is receding,i rarely get attention off women,i'm a little better with eye contact but it rarely happens,and that's life,you get older and lose your looks.The other day a friend who hadn't seen me in ten years bumped into me.He said "didn't you use to be good looking". Yes I did, and I didn't know it, if only I knew, if only I listened to people. I was getting all that attention, and I threw it away believing I was ugly. The irony is now I really am, and I want to sit my 19 year old self down and talk sense into him.Take what you want from my story,find the morals in there,don't make the same mistakes I did.