What makes someone ugly? Is it a nose that is too big or too small? Is it brown eyes or blue eyes? Is it blond hair or red hair? Is it being tall or being of average height? Short hair or long hair? Someone who is skinny or someone who is more curvy? The list goes on and on and on but the answer is no. None of those things make someone “ugly”. Ugly doesn’t exist. Ugly is just a word. But why do we give that one little word so much power? We let that word define our worth and who we are. We throw the word ugly around and use it to beat other girls and boys down. Just because someone doesn’t match your idea of “beauty” and society’s idea of “beauty” doesn’t make them ugly. And that’s the problem with the world. We see magazines and commercials and models and actors and actresses and we see that girl who got 100 likes on her selfie on Instagram when we only got 10 and we let their worth define us. We beat ourselves up over it. We tell ourselves that we’ll never look like that, that we’ll never be pretty enough or smart enough or funny enough because we aren’t like those other people. Darlings, we weren’t made to be like other people. We were made to be like ourselves. God made us all look different for a reason. Saying that someone is ugly is almost as if you’re saying that you don’t approve of God’s work. Because we are all works of God. When I was in middle and high school I was called ugly more times than I could count because I wasn’t like the other girls and I used to resent that. I used to straighten my hair every day to make my curls more tameable. I went through a phase where I would wear thick eyeliner to make my eyes look bigger. I would buy those name brand clothes to try and fit in. I used to hate myself but now I love and accept myself. I love my wavy hair and how on humid days I have to wear it up. I love my small brown eyes and I love the freckles on my face. I love my 5’3 height and my petite frame. I love my big forehead and the big nose that goes with it. I love my small chest and my stomach and my butt. I love how now, at 19 years old, I can look in the mirror and honestly say that I love every single thing about myself. I still wear makeup and dress up but I do that for me, not for the approval of others. I remember when I was younger and I wanted to look beautiful. Now I’m older and I want to be intelligent. I want to burn hearts with brilliance and engulf souls with compassion. I want to be loved for my thoughts and nothing else. Abs are beautiful. Not having abs is beautiful. Big butts are beautiful. Small butts are beautiful. Having curves is beautiful. Not having curves is beautiful. Being lean is beautiful. Not being lean is beautiful. And all of that is cool. You know what’s not cool? Telling others that they’re ugly. Telling others how they should and shouldn’t look. Bullying others because they look different to the point where they want to kill themselves. Making fun of others looks to the point where they have such a low self esteem that they can’t see just how beautiful they are, especially to God. We think we are made of numbers. We think we’re made of pounds on a scale, likes on a photo, how many followers we have, how many friends we have, the price tag on our clothes, relationships we’ve had but we’re not. We are made of happiness and love and the way we laugh. We’re made of good memories and late nights and the way our eyes light up when someone tells us they love us. We have more substance than numbers and it’s about time we all start to realize that. It’s about time we quit letting society dictate to us what is beautiful and what isn’t. It’s about time we all start accepting ourselves and loving ourselves. It’s about time we stop putting others down for their differences and start embracing them. We don’t live in an easy world. We live in a world full of hate and wars and suicide and bullying so why are we making life so much more difficult for everyone around us? You never know what someone else is going through and those harsh words you tell that person could be what pushes them over the edge. Be kind. Always. Just because you don’t find someone attractive doesn’t mean that they’re ugly. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. There’s nothing wrong with not being attracted to someone but there is something wrong with people bullying others just because they don’t like the way they look. Ugly is an ugly word and it’s about time that we stop using it to put people down. Instead of tearing each other down, we need to be building each other up.