When I see things that go viral like a girl being dumped by her boyfriend due to having acne (her fault evidently because she had covered it up with make-up and that made her a liar) it kinda makes my blood boil just a little bit.
It adds to that delicate build-up in my insides, those deep-set memories of moments where you or a girlfriend were dumped or criticised by a date, a boyfriend, a fiancé or even a husband for a physical trait not so easy to change without an amazing plastic surgeon. The sad thing is that when it’s something to do with your physical appearance (and the things you’re most likely already insecure about) the devastation and long-lasting effects by being dumped for these reasons can be incredibly damaging.
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If I can help the girl with the acne story or any other girl out there by sharing my own humiliating examples then so be it I will. Let me go through my top five list of criticisms over the years from guys about my physical appearance (possibly in order of ridiculousness, you decide):
- My second toe (index toe) is longer than my big one.
- I look like a witch (this one I have been told twice, once by a high school crush who crushed me with that one and the other time relayed to me by an ex who cheated on me with the very girl who apparently told him she thought I looked like a witch so therefore he’s now with her un-witch looking self).
- I am un-photogenic.
- I look different without make-up.
- I am too skinny.
Yes, my second toes are longer than my big ones and after wearing socks with sandals in summer to hide them from the start of high school right up until I had my first boyfriend at 16 when I finally found someone who loved all of me, I thought I had finally gotten over it. Until this one night on the dance floor years later when a guy I’d been dating for a few months suddenly noticed my feet (not my gorgeous open toe shoes mind you) just my ugly-to-him long toes protruding out from my sparkly heels and he didn’t hold back in telling me he didn’t like them either. I didn’t let him see my tears that night and I never gave him the satisfaction of answering his texts or calls again.