How is it a disorder for an ugly person to acknowledge that they're ugly and be sad about the downsides that come with it? People use attractiveness, or lack thereof, as a basis for moral judgement. When you grow up seeing all evil characters being ugly and good ones being pretty, you're conditioned to associate beauty with morality. Then you spend your entire life hearing people judge others solely based on your looks. It's so ingrained in us as human beings. No wonder ugly people feel terrible about themselves!

We're made to believe that we are bad people, unworthy of love just for being born looking a little funny. So I'm sorry for acknowledging what the rest of the world thinks. That doesn't make me disordered, it just means I'm realistic!