My Dude made me go. We were in the same pharmacy class and starting dating just as our last year was wrapping up. We still run into people we went to school with who don't know we hooked up.
So I bought myself a new dress, dolled myself up and went to the party. And it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be because I have gained PERSPECTIVE. It's my new favorite thing. It makes everything make more sense and allows me to see my place in the world. Like the girl who always made me feel a little too big, not quite pretty enough, not quite bubbly enough? Now I am happy to watch her shake her stuff on the dance floor and know that I could take her in a shimmy off. (I know how to shake it, I just choose my moments.) And I'll never be as tiny as she, but I have run 4 half marathons and birthed a baby. Not too shabby.
That's the thing about perspective. You get to see the whole picture without judgement. You can be honest with yourself and know that you have done pretty well. You don't have to compare yourself to anyone else.
By the way, the Dude says I looked hot. And he's not wrong.