When someone calls you Ugly?

I grew up in a big city, New York City to be exact. A lot of good and kindness comes from here but you would be considered a unicorn ? if you ever lived here without the exposure, encounter of uneventful situations, arguments, or experiences from childhood up into adulthood. You live, learn and get tough skin. They say the mouth of a New Yorker is slick, and I couldn’t agree more.

People just say mean things. Some can’t help it. It makes them feel better, they had trauma, bad zodiac sign, who knows. They are hurt inside and they want you to feel the same misery. You cannot control anyone else but yourself. You are only responsible for your reactions and actions. Through maturity and meditation, you can attain the type of mental strength I have worked on my whole life, and continue to do so.

One day not too long ago, I was called ugly for not responding to the advances of a guy. I was wearing my mask. I know my eyes are not warped looking so I know I couldn’t have possibly frightened the gentlemen. I was wearing headphones so I am sure he was trying to get my name or start a conversation to no success. I continued to walk and could hear him shout obscenity. One of the words that stuck out was “You’re an ugly b%#$!”

Words like that mean nothing to me, especially when they come from a complete stranger. This includes those Internet gangsters, Twitter warriors, and people you meet and share a common space with. Heck, even if my son called me ugly I would laugh and respond “I’m your ugly mom though, too bad for you”. ? The point I am trying to make is don’t let A-N-Y-B-O-D-Y try to bring you down. Don’t let anyone make you feel anything less than the incredible person that you are. They do not pay your bills or provide value to you in any way, so let it go!