Have you ever been called Ugly by anyone

Oh you are a jokester! You can't fib about it... we can see the twinkle in your eyes and your handsome
face in your pic. (Unless that's not your pic, in which case you'll need to change it now and show yourself!
Well, your face, I mean! :giggle: @timoc
Gulp, Kate, you've got this old geezer floating on air.... ooops, I just banged my head on a Jumbo. ☺️
 
Sorry to hear that, as @Remy said I think it's something to be proud of.

Growing up I had always heard that we were descended of a Native American great great something grandmother. Turns out one of my ancestors took a native woman as his second wife and they had children. However I am not descended from her, did not know that for sure until I got DNA testing done, no Native American heritage. I was disappointed!
As far as I know about my family's genealogy, here goes @Alligatorob .

Two enemy tribes, a couple formed from each tribe, they fell in love, secretly got married and had a baby, my paternal grandmother.

She was left in a basket on the porch of my great-grandparents, who eventually adopted her. My paternal grandfather was from a third tribe met Snow, they got married and had my father amongst a large family.

They received the monicker of red skins, when they left their village in the 1910s. People in general back then, weren't too accepting. Very sad!

I only got to know Grandma Snow. Gramps died suddenly at young age, four years before I was born.
 
Let's see: 1) told I should never let people watch me eat because I chew like an old woman; 2) told I have an ugly smile (yellow teeth and because of a jaw joint problem, my smile looks like a grimace); 3) told by my brother that, because I had blonde hair (which is natural, not dyed) and because of the body type I had (large bust and short legs), I was "cheap looking" (he said he knew I couldn't help it but I still looked "cheap"); 4) told by my mother that it was better if I was just myself because "someday, sometime, finally" there would have to finally be someone who liked me for myself.

And I agree with the others, Holly; I think you're a very pretty gal. (And you're nice too and that means more to me than looks these days.)
I'm really sorry. My oldest brother (by 11+ years) was one of my detractors also. I wish he knew what I think of him now. I haven't spoken to him since it was 24. He's an inconsiderate jerk and he should have had at least an ounce of compassion to not speak to me the way he did.
 
I'm really sorry. My oldest brother (by 11+ years) was one of my detractors also. I wish he knew what I think of him now. I haven't spoken to him since it was 24. He's an inconsiderate jerk and he should have had at least an ounce of compassion to not speak to me the way he did.
that's a terrible thing to have a family member speak to you like that . I have 3 brothers, and 3 sisters, and we had our fights.. boy did we have our fights.. but no-one ever called any of the other out on their looks.. their personalities..oh yes.. but looks never...
 
Holly, you are more than adverage looking. Your a very pretty woman. I know you didn't write that for compliments but it's the truth.

Have I, oh yes. Members of my own "family" included. Has it stuck with me? It sure has. I can't even convey how highly sensitive I am about my looks.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. It is impossible for someone we love to be ugly in our eyes, hence 'only a mother could love it'.
 
Yes neighborhood boys called me ugly to get my attention because they were younger than I was and it was all they could do. ;) I just smiled at them. It was funny. I do remember it because the worst offender and I are still friends. He's really a nice guy.
 
The popular boys at my high school every day would hang around outside the cafeteria/lunchroom and bark at the girls whom they considered "dogs" (not pretty); I quit eating lunch because I got tired of being barked at.
Being beautiful does the character no good at all. It wouldn't matter if it did, beauty fades so fast. If those boys had been mine they would have felt the business end of a belt!
 
Let's see: 1) told I should never let people watch me eat because I chew like an old woman; 2) told I have an ugly smile (yellow teeth and because of a jaw joint problem, my smile looks like a grimace); 3) told by my brother that, because I had blonde hair (which is natural, not dyed) and because of the body type I had (large bust and short legs), I was "cheap looking" (he said he knew I couldn't help it but I still looked "cheap"); 4) told by my mother that it was better if I was just myself because "someday, sometime, finally" there would have to finally be someone who liked me for myself.

And I agree with the others, Holly; I think you're a very pretty gal. (And you're nice too and that means more to me than looks these days.)

I think very few people are attractive to everyone; people are attracted to different looks, different personalities and, thank goodness they are, otherwise we would all be swooning over the same handful of people! Some people are hateful because they have some inner anger towards themselves and it makes them feel better to hurt other people but, their actions simply say more about themselves than they do anyone else.

I think Rhett Butler had the best response!

 
The popular boys at my high school every day would hang around outside the cafeteria/lunchroom and bark at the girls whom they considered "dogs" (not pretty); I quit eating lunch because I got tired of being barked at.
The popular boys sound like a horrible bunch of goons. I'd take it as a compliment that idiots like that were not interested! ;):)
 
Kids can be mean. Probably they don’t even know what they’re doing and forget it almost immediately.
 
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