How we see ourselves is a very telling picture of what people around us see. If we project a lack of confidence, it's often glaring. It can also be misinterpreted as attitude or some other form of social discourse that makes people feel uncomfortable around us. And if you allow yourself to embrace these ideas, you are essentially torpedoing your own ability to move forward.
I grew up in the 70's and 80's. I was graduating high school and getting into college when the MTV age was born. Talk about peer pressure. Sheesh! The whole world was plugged into music videos 24/7. Paul Stanley dancing about singing " Heavens on Fire". Bon Jovi pledging, " I'll be there for you" while some girl in the crowd drops her face in her hands crying. Motley Crue singing, " Girls, girls, girls" while their female fans throw themselves at them in glee. Aerosmith's Steven Tyler laying down on stage singing " Love in an Elevator". Oh and three quarters of all these clowns walking around with a potato in their pants (literally). And lets not forget the resident "babe" to offer services to all these idiots but Madonna singing, " Like a virgin." Yeah... NO PRESSURE.
In the 80's it was hard to know if you were supposed to be a hopeless romantic or a male whore. Try growing up with those social messages and no sense of identity and see what mishaps you get yourself into. I promise I could have everyone in this forum on their backs crying from laughter. One day I might have to share some stories just to brighten the mood. I think that can provide it's own medicinal merits if I can demonstrate how foolish we look trying to follow what we perceive as the "popular crowd". So let's examine these ideas you have about "looks".
I had two stages of my life that reflected a great deal of what I thought about myself. My first stage was as a young person in middle school and high school, I never really took any serious investment in my appearance. I had what one might call a bowl style hair cut (for the 70's) and that never really changed once I got into high school because I made no investment in myself. I didn't think I was being noticed because I didn't want to notice myself. I over-interpreted every glance as a personal judgement on myself. That was very easy to do because subconsciously I went looking for the "shame" I thought I carried naturally. So I saw it in everyone around me.
If I saw people laughing, I assumed they were laughing at me. If I saw people not looking at me, I assumed they were willfully ignoring me. And if I found a girl I did like, I didn't try to be a person and just get to know her. I went home and put on music and romanticized the ideal version of me being with them which only further buried me in my quiet desperation. I can't tell you how many life times and families I created with some of these people. I think I already had three kids with each of these girls in my head before I ever told these people my name.

That was my desperation crying out.
And when I would sheepishly try to communicate with them like they were a Goddess, they would react to me in a kind of removed way (because I didn't understand my behavior was off, not how I looked). So I would be crushed by my own diagnosis of the problem. " Oh it's me again. They don't like ME. It's the way I look." So every dream I created in my imagination was destroyed. So I sought out my favorite artists to help me embrace my depression. Eric Carmen saying, " Never gonna fall in love again". Gilbert O'Sullivan reminded me, " Alone again, naturally." And Barry Manilow cried in my ears, " I can't smile without you." How the hell I made it out of that emotional trap is a damn near miracle.
So as much as you have convinced yourself you are no good, you MUST KNOW you have worked hard to get yourself there. People don't put you there, you do. Sure there are people who will say bad things and unkind things because they are cowards and they see someone in front of them who is vulnerable, so they prey on their insecurities to watch them squirm. Those kinds of people are the real losers in life and you need to not acknowledge or otherwise credit their remarks.
The only way you turn this ship around is to painfully stand in that mirror and say, " F*ck it. I AM worth it." That became my second stage. It's hard. You feel embarrassed after all the years you've spent shaming yourself. But the way you conquer that is by making a plan to invest in YOURSELF. Quit looking around and start looking INSIDE. Want a certain body type? Go work your rear off and reach that goal. It's work for anyone who is fit, so do the work. Want a certain hairstyle? Go get the style you want. Want to wear certain clothes that YOU like? Go get those clothes and enjoy them. But the number one rule through all of this? You do these things because YOU want to do them. Don't do it because you need a reaction from someone. Do it because you need a reaction from yourself!
You ARE worth it! And once you develop confidence you'll find out that is ten fold more attractive than anything you can wear or do to yourself physically. A confident person is someone everyone likes to be around. If you take the time to invest in yourself you start creating short term goals that offer demonstrated ability for yourself. As you achieve each one, you find out it's what YOU think that matters, not what you guess everyone else thinks. Define yourself and through that you WILL find happiness and likely company of those you want to be around because you'll be choosing them instead of you waiting around for someone to choose you. Quit dreaming about things and get to work on making those dreams a reality. I'm living proof. I kicked Eric Carmen out of my musical playbook decades ago.
