I've never cried about it nor have I cursed the devil about it. There are somethings where crying and rationalizing and cursing just won't help. So I live with it. Every damn day. I don't let it grow but I'm very careful when getting rid of it because the only thing more unattractive than a beard on an already struggling with attractiveness girl is razor bumps (eww...!)
So yeah... I have a beard.Fuck you.