At my 50th class reunion a friend was sharing pictures of us in high school. I was nicknamed “the bod”. When a picture of me in my bikini was passed around there were many positive comments about how I looked “back then”—flash forward 50 years—the mean girl of our class who is now just a mean old lady—looked at me (35 pounds overweight, feeling self conscious as hell and no longer “the bod” ) and said, out loud, Don’t you just hate yourself now? Compared to that bitch …I am more beautiful at 74! ! I’m happy you have learned the truth about beauty at a young age, it will serve you well in the years to come. Great story!