Other people

For a few years Ive always belittled myself to the point where Ive pretty much engraved in my head that everyone who knows me thinks very little - nothing of me. And honestly I dont mind at all, it doesnt affect me. It brings me peace in a way. But the point where it does affect me heavily is when I learn that people actually do think of me. Today I learnt that one of my teachers were talking about me to a friend of mine, discussing something really nice and deep. For some reason I get anxious when I hear this stuff because it just defies what goes on in my head.