The sort of 'com-passion' I've always longed for

I don't like it when people feel sorry for me. Because I don't want to feel sorry for myself. I don't like it when they look at me with compassion, asking me 'Are you sure you're alright?' Of course I am. If I say I am alright, I really mean it. I am not deceiving myself. I am not deceiving others. I am not hiding my true feelings under an artificially …