Why am I like this, over a simple word uttered without any malice or intention I let myself feel worthless. I cannot control how other percieve me, even those who I've shared my sorrows with. However I try, I will always only be an amalgamation of vague impressions and appearances, fragments out of my control. I can't impose interpretations onto people, and even if I do it doesn't change their internal perception, the one they've built up over days, weeks, months. Yet it still hurts, it hurts profusely, only a single word. I can't be upset at anyone but the world, and myself for letting this effect me at all.