I don’t know if I was ever ugly but I went through a pudgy stage as a child. I didn’t like many of my clothes because they felt uncomfortable, so I’d wear a pair of jeans until they stunk. I still remember an uncle who just loved to keep offering me food whenever my family visited. “Are you sure you’re not hungry?” he kept saying. “You sure look like you should be hungry.” I’m sure he was just trying to be funny but those visits were long and trying. It did teach me that many beautiful people, those without struggle and hardships, have no heart and soul. I learned to read people and found that in most beauty is really skin deep. Its what’s inside that counts.