if someone insults you but doesn't remember, does it still sting?

not that laying eyes on me conjures images of beckham or brad pitt from fight club, but when looking in the mirror i've never understood how someone could find me physically unappealing. perhaps, that's why i'm having a little trouble shaking this zinger a close female friend dropped on me near the end of a bright red evening.

"if we ever went out, you'd have to work out way more."

from a stranger, i'd simply realize that she was a feminista of poor taste. or visually impaired. or the wrong sexual orientation. or in an abusive relationship. or all of the above. but from someone who sees me regularly -- and who's bluntness grows in direct proportion to increased blood alcohol content -- none of those explanations make a whole lot of sense. which only leaves the truth. ugh.

a friend from college briefly dated a woman who incessantly abused him verbally, repeating as if an incantation "how skinny his arms were" and how most guys she dated had way more muscle. i loved when he told that story, because a) he told the story well b) it could never apply to me because i was just too damn attractive. as they say, ignorance is bliss.