Feel sickish. Feel angry on behalf of someone who feels worthless. Feel tired. Feel like I should’ve tried to write last night. Feel frustrated that I keep getting set back in all of this…
Yesterday, someone told me in shocked tones that I’m “such a pessimist!”
Today, another one told me that I should “stop being so self-depreciating.”
Hmph. You’d think they only just met me.
I suppose being complimented on how you look is supposed to make you feel better. But it doesn’t. That isn’t what matters to me right now. I don’t think anyone could say enough words to make me feel better about that.