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I have very long features and was told at a very young age that I was ugly. Not just plain, but UGLY. The whole school, K-8, got on board on this one, so I figured they can't all be wrong. Unfortunately, it was a sort of "ugly duckling" syndrome, so when I finally transformed to a much more desirable-looking young lady, attracting the very male attentions of the very group of guys who initiated the insult, I was left confused and thinking that they were still making fun of me. And so, the long delicate features were accompanied by a biting sense of humor and an intellect that I had developed more than most girls had by my age "because I wasn't pretty" and because I "had a funny accent"... Now guys like the sort of "foreign" thing. Every once in a while a guy smiles and says I'm really off-beat, but since he sticks around from the first act to the grand finale I figure he's into what he sees. No harm, no foul.
I guess it was a good thing for me in the end. While I struggled with miserably low self-esteem for a long time, at least I don't have an ego the size of a Kardashian mansion... I can laugh at myself and can help people see the light glimmering between the darkest shadows. It's just my thing.