Conditioned by the weirdness of society to spend an exorbitant amount of time and emotional energy obsessing over your own appearance? Experiencing the distressing external pressure to hate yourself and ruthlessly judge your image, to stop at nothing to correct your perceived flaws? Measuring your own desirability against weird arbitrary standards which don’t actually have anything to do with you, or for that matter the preferences of people who are fond of you specifically?

Have you ever considered getting really fucking angry about that