The Way They See Me

I’m a man in my twenties,
Who has zero self-esteem.
I have always been bullied by the people I love for the way I look.
I’m neither dark-skinned,
Nor fair-skinned.
I’m tall, but not thin,
My body is disproportionate somehow.

I have a few flaws according to the people who regularly point them out to me.
This has reflected on the way I see myself.
I could see those flaws,
Which is why I have no self-confidence whatsoever.
I rarely look at myself in the mirror.
That way, I won’t see myself the way they see me.
I only look in the mirror on special occasions.
I avoid making eye contact when I’m talking to someone.

People bully me for how my nose, beard and face look.

“Your nose is too big,” they say laughingly.
I usually try to change the subject, so I don’t lose the person who said it.

“Your beard is hilarious.
Is it never going to fully grow?”
That’s why I shave it before it starts to grow.
My skin has gotten irritated because I shave my beard every two or three days.

“You are ugly.”
I have reached the point where I’m considering getting a nose job
and a beard transplant.

I know I’m not handsome.
I don’t have to be.
Others have flaws as well,
But I don’t bully them,
Or hurt them with my words.
The things you say hurt me.
It makes me hate the way I look.
It makes me wonder why God made me this way,
When everyone else looks good.

I am thankful for every person in my life,
Who didn’t comment on my flaws,
And accepted me the way I am.
I am thankful for every person in my life,
Who didn’t join in,
When they heard others bully me.
To those who bully me,
May God forgive you for what you have done to me.

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