I am going to tell you something, and you are not going to like it. You’re not beautiful. And constantly lying to yourself is a disempowering waste of your time. Heck, not even all of us are beautiful on the inside. Now, before you start drafting any hate mail, get off your high horse and hear me out. T he way I see it, the truth if simple. If you’re ugly, you’re ugly. If you’re fat, you’re fat. Is it supposed to be a cathartic thing to lie to others in a feeble attempt to be politically correct? Because I certainly didn’t get the memo.