This is so sad, but I have the same problem. I simply cannot accept that anyone would ever find me attractive. Anytime anyone ever looks at me in public, I immediately assume they are staring out of amusement and disgust. I don’t even cruise other people: I’m too afraid they’ll catch me, and respond with a look or comment to put me in my place- how dare such a malformed beast cruise anyone else? I even have these terrible doubts that my b/f of several years is secretly not at all attracted to me, but is staying in the relationship for some unspecified nefarious purpose. In my saner moments, I know this is ridiculous. But I have had very low self-esteem since childhood, and it would seem that despite all attempts to remedy this, it has become a facet of my personality.
I have a theory, though- all of us with low self-esteem and shyness secretly love and crave attention. We just want to be absolutely, 100% sure that it is sincere. And nothing will ever be sufficient to convince us of that. So we’re stuck. Wanting and needing to be reinforced, but unable to accept that reinforcement. Unable to accept the very thing which would make us happier about ourselves.
And then there’s that nagging little voice in all of our heads, the one that says “Fuck your fascist beauty standards!” and tells us we shouldn’t, no, we don’t care what others say or think- we’re beautiful anyway. We’re liberated from the abitrary and insanely limiting constraints of culturally-mediated aesthetics, thank you very much.
But the other voice, the louder one, the one that’s been with us since the beginning, is back in our ears. The voice that tells us we’re only fooling ourselves, that we are ugly and pathetic and unloveable, and those staring eyes are mocking us, have always been mocking us, and they will never see in us the beauty we want them to. That voice, the one you can’t ignore. The truth is, it hurts everyone, very much, at some point in their lives, to not be “the pretty one”. And some of us have never been “the pretty one”, and even if we were, we’d never believe it.
So here’s what I suggest- if you cruise someone, and they won’t meet your eye, if you know it’s shyness or low self-esteem that’s preventing them from making contact, go over to them. Draw them out, make silly conversation. Like dealing with frightened animals, you must go slowly. Make no threatening moves. Don’t talk too loud. Do everything in your power to convince them that you mean them no harm.