Now, in my 30s, I realize that dating really is like an episode of "Lowered Expectations" -- because when you don't look like a poster child for society's idea of beauty, it's like trying to hit a dartboard blindfolded.
I've never been a pretty girl, and I'm not a pretty woman. I don't have perfect bouncy hair and I don't have even features or a beautiful face.
Feeling jealous or upset is considered stupid, since you would have never had a chance with that person, anyway.
You're expected to simply shrug off when you start talking to someone at a bar and they look at you with thinly-veiled disgust or do their best to move away from you to get to better-looking people.
Street harassment is supposed to be seen as a compliment. "Someone's paying attention to you, shouldn't you be happy?