Does beauty make people lonely?


Nigar Sultana Arni | Published: May 16, 2026 21:30:59


Marilyn Monroe and Michael Jackson


The universal elixir. Beauty. Everyone wants it. Almost everyone, at some point of their life, has looked at another person and sighed. "I wish I were that pretty. I wish I looked like that. I wish I had that face."
But does anyone know how that pretty person actually feels?
What if I told you that all their lives they have craved only for one thing- normalcy?
It is strange. Having something the entire world desires, everyone is thinking you have everything they want.
Key word- they. Not you.
Because you've lived the reality of it.
So let's ask it plainly: does beauty make people lonely?
There is this isolation which sits at the centre of being desired. You are admired from a distance-but distance is exactly the problem.
This is what doesn't let you be yourself.
Now one may ask, isn't beauty what draws people in, to begin with?
True. Beauty is what sows the seed for curiosity. It turns heads. It sparks fantasies. But it isn't what makes someone want to be there for you.
It's only after many years of living that people realize that they did not want to be pretty. They only wanted to be seen.
Take Dorian Gray for example. The protagonist of The Picture of Dorian Gray. In that novel, the young protagonist makes a wish: that his portrait age instead of him. He stays beautiful. He stays young. And over the years, he becomes cruel, paranoid, and utterly alone. His face remains perfect. His life becomes hollow. Wilde understood something that Dorian didn't: beauty had opened every door - but behind each door, no one stayed.
Marilyn Monroe once said, "I don't think anybody ever really knew me." She was photographed, desired, worshipped. Millions looked at her. But in her diaries, she wrote about a loneliness so deep she could barely name it. She had the face the world wanted. And she died alone in a room, waiting for someone to call.
Then there is Michael Jackson. The recent movie Michael reminded audiences of what his life had already shown: he was the most famous performer on earth. Records sold. Stadiums filled. Fans screamed his name. And yet he once told an interviewer, "I am the loneliest person in the world." Neverland had every pleasure money could buy. But no one stayed the night.
These instances linger and make you wonder: What is beauty actually worth?
Yes, beauty is currency. Yes, beauty is wealth. But currencies devalue. Faces age. When that happens, was there ever anything beneath the surface?
Perhaps the loneliest person is not the ugly one, but the one everyone looks at and no one truly sees.
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