After a while you'll get used to it instead of boiling of anger. It's like you're getting angry at something that isn't there, you know? Which is part of what can make it infuriating.
While I hated my youth, I do think that experience has made me a well accepting human. Each time I think I might have the urge to feel full of myself, my backbone will tell me to be good to everyone, because that's how I was happiest when I was emotionally corned: when people treated me normal when I felt I was the ugliest being in the world. Obviously, I'm still good friends with these people who never dismissed me for my looks.
I also developed a keen eye. You can tell from behavior if someone sees you as a lesser being. Nowadays I hardly see that towards me, but I can still tell if they judge others in this manner. I'll never becomes friends with those kind of people.
Everyone is replying serious, but I thought for sure this was a sarcastic post. Isn't it? I mean, 8 pounds difference and like almost the same style. Even the same shirt. It was sarcastic, right? :|
Ah yeah. I noticed the hair/facial hair being very identical in every pic . And the T-shirt looking the same after a year of washing. But somehow i wanted it to be real. Yup, its a joke.
Too bad.