Not being born pretty bothers me more than I want it to

Every time I see a pretty woman I feel like I've been kicked in the gut. It is always a reminder that I will never know what that feels like.

I don't feel jealousy- I'm happy for anyone who was blessed with good looks. I just feel disappointed that I wasn't blessed in that way. I feel it has sealed my fate to always be second choice (or not chosen at all), always be independent (no one wants to team up and build a life with an ugly woman), and always be on the outskirts of a "healthy" social life.

Not trying to throw a pity party here, I'm just musing out loud because I don't have friends to vent to in person. Especially about something as petty as this lol.