Apparently, I've been writing letters and numbers backwards for my whole life... as in all the motions I use to write them are reversed. I think it must have been something that kindergarten me just decided to do, and had since forgot, since no one else I know does that.
Therefore, you do not know me. Although, those who live with me don't know either, yet they are often defined as knowing me.
Edit: Sleep Exhaustion.
All of today, I felt really gross. My skin just felt... off in some unexplainable way. I felt like I was sweating, everything hurt, and every time I talked to people I felt like I blew it. I played a basketball game and felt like I had sweat a river, and felt like shit still. I went out for a victory snack and got talking with other people, and still felt like I was fucking up. Then one of my friends, that I consider way more amazing than me, came over and wanted to talk one on one. He asked me if I could introduce him to some of the girls I was "seducing like a madman" and asked what deodorant I had because "the rest of the team is pig-ass nasty and you're mister rose boy over here". I felt really humbled at first, and then I got this perspective that everyone feels pressure and conjures up flaws, and we're all actually pretty ok. Now I've got this mellow good vibes sort of happy.
Or, it could be physical health rather than belief power. I know my scent, my emotions, and my mind, have done all kinds of strange things when my body chemistry is presented with the right diet. The most striking of these occasions include when (sense of smell dominant) wildlife that would normally run out of view in precaution ignores me studiously and when laying down in the snow while nearly nakèd suddenly sounds like a really good idea (emotion saying "why can't I just drop all this [noise:heat|moving|heartbeat|bloodflow] for a while?" Followed by my "because we would end" and its response "aawwww" and examining the action's idea longingly).