Well in my case in high school I really had a hard time based on my appearance. A friend of mine from 8th grade called me up to go clothes shopping. I told her I didn't have any money (I was 14). That was the last time I heard from her and mind you we were very close in 8th grade. I started wearing all black, all the time. This was in the early 90's.
People started picking on me, so then I started wearing my dad's flannels. It wasn't until I started working on my own (15) that I started buying my own clothes, and then finally fit in with the rest of em.
I don't judge people on their appearance. But I do judge myself, and nowadays in my 30's, I try to look as presentable as possible, due to my experience in high school.
Just thought I would share.
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