In my friend group, it is treated as an emergency when someone one of us is interested in casually uses a homophobic slur. I have good friends.

Every now and then, societal pressure gets to me and I can’t help but be scared that I might be unattractive. Then I remember that I’m an able-bodied, able-minded person who has never had a problem finding people who value her, and I remind myself that if I am actually unattractive, it hasn’t mattered. I have more to be proud and grateful for than to be self-conscious about.