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I know we all have our physical imperfections and sometimes, it's all really just psychological; imperfections can be imperfections seen with the mind and not with the eyes. The important thing is to love what we see when we look into the mirror, all the kooky imperfections that make us human. But there are particular bits about myself that I especially don't like because it's been the reason for me being insulted/embarrassed/made the butt of jokes for as long as I can remember. It happened when I was one of the first few girls in my class whose chest started developing in primary school, at a time when any form of attention (short of popularity that is), especially of the physical anatomy sort, did not bode well at all.

And then there's my stupid forehead. I hate it. Yes, I know Tyra Banks has a gigantic forehead too but it looks good on her and besides, she earns big fat bucks anyway, so she has the last laugh. I can't help it if I was born with this stupid chunk of a forehead and I had (have) absolutely no say in how much of my face I actually want it to occupy. I don't need people to say nice things about it or pay it false compliments when the fact is pretty much undeniable and I accept that. Just stop passing comments about it or making fun or pointing out the problem with my face that I'm perfectly aware of myself and I sure as hell don't need reminding. It's not funny to me and even the slightest comment bothers me because I've endured taunts about it all the time and it feels like crap. It makes me feel really ugly. Just because you're lucky to not have such a physical feature like that doesn't give you a right to make someone else feel bad about hers. So bugger off.