The wise philosopher Jimmy Soul has advice that may help you…
I got baited into one of these threads a few months ago. OP has a narrow and baffling set of interests. I can’t believe he’s been here since 2001 with this schtick.
I don’t think that I’m ugly, but I don’t think that I’m pretty. My husband says that I’m beautiful. I feel beautiful when he says that.
Perhaps you should start complimenting her more often. You are her looking glass self, the most important one in her life. She sees herself as you see her.
Whilst this truism might be appropriate for 99.9% of the population, I’m afraid it isn’t going to work with JohnClay.
He’s a bit funny that way. 
I can only recall her saying ONCE that she’s ugly. BTW I sometimes say she looks good when she is looking particularly nice and she thanks me. I compliment her fairly often. But I think if I did it too often it wouldn’t seem as special or she wouldn’t try to focus on repeating the particular things I really like about her.
Like I mentioned she has also said that she thinks she’s average or that other guys really are attracted to her so it’s not like she is saying she’s ugly all the time (like some girls might).
I don’t think my interests are that “narrow”… e.g. I like things like comedies/9gag, Breaking Bad, the Bible, some churches (I go more often than my Christian wife even though I’m an agnostic), banter with my wife, food, sci-fi/fantasy, etc. In 2001 I was very very depressed, withdrawn and sometimes suicidal. I hadn’t yet had sex yet but within a few years I went to a brothel. Then eventually I met my wife to be and I started university again and I no longer needed anti-depressants. She was the first girl I ever dated or romantically held hands with, etc. Before I met her I got a car for the first time and I’d sometimes go for drives on remote roads and sing very loudly. BTW I used to be monotone but I think that has improved a lot. I used to only be interested in the hottest girls I knew of. Other girls were sometimes interested in me but I wanted the hottest girls. Sometimes they were interested too but I didn’t know what to do at the time in the heat of the moment. BTW in one of my previous threads I said that I am playing the role of Satan at the moment, etc. I also thought that life was just a game and I wanted to literally cheat at it. I used to be interested in numerology and personality theories and finding patterns in reality but now I’m not interested in that.
So I think I’ve changed a lot since 2001.
I like that song… 
http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/mybestfriendswedding/ifyouwannabehappy.htm
Well I’m not saying my wife is ugly - after all she can’t really cook so I guess that song doesn’t apply.
I think most women feel ugly or at least below average attractiveness from time to time. I’m sure many men do too, if they are honest.
On my best day I’m probably a 6 (if you’re willing to look past my fatness) but most of the time I feel like a 3/4. I’ve come to terms with that but it wavers and in the past I have told my husband that I’m feeling down about my appearance although I’m not sure I’ve ever actually used the word ‘ugly’.
He always personalises his response and says things like ‘To me, you are lovely’. I appreciate that, because I know I’m not generically pretty so if he said that, I would know he was lying.
One thing I really appreciate is when my husband notices that I’m wear a new combination of outfit, or I’ve made an extra effort with my hair and/or makeup. That shows me that he pays attention to me and notices when things are different.
You silvery-tongued charmer, you.
eta OneCentStamp, your wife is lovely, and that’s such a great photo.
BTW about that song again - I know some women (well one woman and partly true for another) who are ugly and they are great cooks.
We all have room for improvement. You’re doing well, JC.
Um, ok. Just change “a lot” to “astonishingly little” and that’s a pretty accurate assessment.
Also I used to live with my parents in 2001. I’d avoid many social situations like my sister’s 21st. My mother was trying to pull me out of my room but I managed to push her away and keep the door shut. I’ve put on some weight. I’m married but I used to think I was a creep and that my only hope would be a Thai bride or something. I used to work at cafe putting out the chairs and tables and salt and pepper shakers… Now I’m doing technical computer work. I masturbated quite a lot. I originally didn’t have a car. I haven’t been unwell (mental illness) for about 6 years. In 2001 the depression could be considered a mental illness. I played some multiplayer games on the internet (UT2004) but don’t any more. I didn’t have a Mac now I have two. I used to have delusions fairly often in 2001 and near that time. I haven’t had any since I was last hospitalized about 6 years ago. BTW the first time I went overseas was for my honeymoon.
Like I said earlier my girl situation has changed a lot. I don’t see how that involves “astonishingly little” changes. I think I’ve changed more than most people.
My wife thinks she is ugly, although she objectively isn’t by any standard. It doesn’t matter how much I tell her she is beautiful, if she is alone and a guy makes a comment on the street, none of it matters. I can tell her she is sexy, she says I’m a liar, I can want to have sex and I’m just doing it to make her feel better.
I can’t decide whether she has low self esteem or thinks she is the center of the universe since everyone is trying to trick her.
I mean she has this idea in her head of fantasy plastic surgery, it is insane. She’d go from looking beautiful to something like handsome Squidward. She even wants breast reduction surgery!
I think one time she was upset because she doesn’t have any visible external labia, I mean the “faults” she can find with herself boggle the mind.
That’s sad, grude.
Yea I’ve considered it, but she isn’t really depressed or in distress over it or obsessing daily. It is just matter of fact “I’m not good looking” and she rarely mentions her fantasy surgery list. If she was actually in distress or tried to have surgery that would be a whole different thing.
I just try to avoid mentioning her looks now, sometimes I slip up and get an eye roll from her.
Just buy her a big floppy hat
I had some time on the bus ride from Taipei. Damn.
There’s a thread about how well you would do if you woke up with just your bed and a set of clothes, with everything man made in the world gone. These threads remind me what I would be like without my meds.
Oh, and you have a very beautiful wife.
Disclaimer I’m not saying this applies to all guys.
It comes back to guys and our desire for a pecking order. It’s dumb but it’s a part of our mental make up.
Having a beautiful girl on your arm doesn’t throw a glamour of good looks onto the guy but to other guys it throws a glamour of “alpha-maleness”.
If a lot of guys see a hot girl on an ugly looking dude they’ll think, “Wow that dude is ugly but look at the girl he must have something really going for him.” So it ups his alpha-ness.
Conversely if they see a hot dude all buffed out but with an ugly girl they’ll think, “Wow that dude is an Adonis so why is he with an ugly chick. He must be messed up in some way if he can’t get a hot girl.” So it downgrades his alpha-ness.
I knew my wife was beautiful beyond just my own perception of her because she gets a ton of compliments on her appearance.
With my exes, none of my friends/family ever commented positively on their appearance. I never solicited them for their opinion, so I didnt think much of it at the time.
Then I started dating my wife, and everybody commented on how beautiful she was. This made me think that my exes were quite homely since people were following the “If you dont have anything nice to say…” mantra.
My wife actively puts effort in her appearance and it shows. For her, the effort also extends to other aspects of her life- her career, her marriage to me, and her relationship with her family and friends. If she didn’t put effort, she wouldn’t appear as beautiful, which would similarly correlate to her attitudes in other aspects.
TLDR: Ugly people are lazy.