At school I dress like somebody I am not, I am well put-together, well-groomed, and have a great body, but deep down I am ashamed that I present myself so perfectly, when the truth is, my existence is meaningless. I have no friends and people bully me at work when they realize I am just a pretty face with no social skills. Even my own family doesn't really like me, but to be fair I don't really like them back since they're mean and yell a lot and I think I'm pretty good at avoiding that. But yeah, I feel like a fraud for "stealing" the clothes and image from someone more deserving, even if it helps me feel a little better in the moment and not be a target. I just feel like an empty body walking around and my looks are a mask for my demonstrated unworthiness.