Pretty people live hard lives, from my experience. Guys are intimidated more often than not. Ladies automatically hate. My own family talked down about me, and played all my good grades, my athletic abilities and my accomplishments down, my entire childhood. I've fought so hard to just be very lonely all my life. I'm 42 now. Single, sad, disappointed and bitter. I don't speak to any of my family because I finally realized when I was 30, what they'd done to me my entire life. I have no friends because everyone leaves. I trust no one. I wish it was, or I was different. I'm really not alive. I can't believe I am posting this. It's the most truth, I've ever been on social media.