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Sometimes I try and make myself feel better by acting like my hair is all in my head, but then I look in the mirror and it is still there. It makes me feel like the ugliest person in the world, it makes me feel unworthy of being loved by anyone. I dream of being hairless running freely and confidently in a bikini. Sometimes I think it is only a matter of time. It haunts me all the time. I get my legs waxed and I look down to find there is still hair on my legs. It won't go away. It has stopped me on numerous occasions from enjoying myself because I thought I was unfit, too ugly, too hairy. My sisters are hairless, but something went wrong with me, I have acne, stretch marks, and hair, I am ugly. No man will ever look at me, find me interesting, or love me. I wish I were not me, I wish I were normal. I often find myself crying about my body hair. In most cases, body weight can be controlled, but in some cases, as with mine, body hair seems almost unmanageable. I wish and pray it will dissapear, but I know it won't.