"Less than." I say quietly, bitterly. And then quickly shake my head, and try to brush on past those words.

Never meant to say them allow, didn't even think on them before I said them. Losing my edge, losing my ability to think before I speak. Or think rather than speak.

"I'll be fine." I will, after more healing. I'll be back to normal in no time. Back to my version of normal.

I need to stop thinking like this. Need to stop feeling sorry for myself. It's stupid, irrational, and not at all productive.