I went from unattractive, to attractive, back to unattractive, only to settle back on being attractive.

I was fat as a kid and soft in HS, but my older brother was in shape and handsome so everybody compared me to him. Lost the rest of the weight, got in shape, everybody was nice to me, and people started saying I look exactly like my brother.

Over a few years, for various reasons, I became horrifically depressed and went from 185lbs to 315lbs. I couldn't believe how much worse people treated me when I was that big. I have a somewhat prestigious job, people didn't always believe me when I told them what I did.

Fast forward a few years - slowly lost all 130lbs (thankfully before my skin was a complete disaster), got help from a therapist, learned how to dress, and honestly I look the best I ever have. I realized I was attractive again when people started treating me better than they did the first time I lost weight. Now people aren't surprised by my job.

So, yeah...I knew I was attractive when people treated me well and unattractive when they didn't.