Cute

Feeling unattractive? Feeling unwanted? Feeling unloved? Self-esteem takes a hit on so many occasions, there is no sure fire way to pick yourself up from the doldrums of depression.

Recently, I’ve discovered one way.

Actually, it’s one word: Cute.

What makes this word particularly effective is when someone thinks you are, and this person is way hotter than you ever could or will be.

That word hasn’t been used to describe any part of me since I was six. Every once in a while I get a “handsome” but it comes from a little old lady with a case of dimentia, who thinks I'm her brother, Jimmy, that died in the War.

Typicallly, compliments are thrown my way like table scraps to a starving dog (and this bitch will eat every bit of them up). They’re usually about my work, my style, or my ability to find the most expensive item in any store, catalogue, or Web site.

But, I find that compliments are used when someone wants something. This time, there was no pretense. None. It was all about me.

Although you shouldn’t have someone else justify your existence (or appearance), sometimes that’s all it takes. A little assurance goes a long way.

And, to top it off, someone thinks you’re cute.