There’s a deep, often unspoken pain that comes with being judged for things you have no control over. I live in a world where beauty is worshipped and anything that falls outside those rigid standards is often ridiculed, dismissed, or even hated. It’s a world where, as a disabled person, I feel invisible. But worse than that, sometimes I feel like I’m a target—people hate me not just for what I can’t do, but for how I look.
Let’s be honest. The world around us is obsessed with beauty. Just look at any magazine, social media platform, or billboard. There’s a narrow definition of beauty that most of us can’t attain. It’s a beauty that seems effortless on the faces of Hollywood stars like Margot Robbie, Megan Fox, Scarlett Johansson, and Alexandra Daddario. Celebrities like Jennifer Lopez, Priyanka Chopra, and the Kardashians are idolized not just for their talent, but for their appearance.
I admire them like anyone else, but when I see them plastered everywhere, I can’t help but feel the weight of the world’s expectations crushing me. How can I ever measure up when I don’t even come close to this ideal? And it’s not just beauty—it’s the ability to perform, to move, to function in a way that society deems “normal.” My disability adds another layer of separation, another reason for people to look at me differently.
I’ve lost count of the times people have stared at me or made cruel comments. Some think it’s okay to mock me for how I look or act. Whether they do it behind my back or straight to my face, it stings every time. These moments don’t just hurt—they chip away at my confidence, reinforcing the belief that I am somehow less because I don’t look or move like the stars we adore.
But here’s the truth: my worth isn’t measured by my ability to fit into society’s narrow standards of beauty or physical perfection. I am more than what you see on the outside. The struggles I’ve endured have made me stronger, more resilient, and empathetic. And though it feels like people hate me because I’m different, I know that’s not a reflection of my value, but a reflection of their limited vision.
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