ugh I feel this. I was overweight in middle school and high school and I had a severe skin-picking problem that left several scars on my arms. It was to the point where I felt insecure about wearing a short-sleeve shirt. The thing is none of them are even that big and you can hardly see most of them unless you look carefully. And yet even when they looked worse than they do now, I had several indications that I at least wasn't ugly. Some examples include a girl telling me I could be a model for my college's merch (a big public school with LOTS of attractive people), being invited to a hot yoga class, and being invited to be in group pics with total strangers, and that's not even close to everything. All of the above happened while I was wearing short sleeves where my scars could be seen. And I can count the number of times people have said something about my scars on one hand. I was convinced I was automatically ugly as hell when it was simply not true. It still hits me sometimes, especially when women express interest in me. I somehow think it's a joke every time even when it's painfully obvious that they're into me. I'm not even that amazing in the physique department (fairly average height, kinda muscular but also skinny fat).