That is what I am telling myself when, as it happens occasionally, I feel sadness trying to overwhelm me: it's just some chemicals in your brain reacting in a certain way.
I am neither really invisible, even though I get that impression from time to time from the non-existent reaction of others, nor is anyone deliberately snubbing me.
When will I finally get the message, I wonder?
What else does it take for me to accept that I will never really matter?
It is a sobering thought, but the simple truth: everyone is replaceable, and easily, too.
Unless you are the only person who can sing a certain song in a certain way, play that instrument, dance so divinely, or safe someone's life because you are the only person around to know that specific method of brain or heart surgery.
And also unless you are the beloved child, parent, partner or spouse of someone whose life would change forever if anything happened to you.
But, essentially, it is just a chemical reaction in my brain, the result of which manifests itself to me as feeling snubbed at first, and sad later.
Sometimes I wish I could just get angry, and literally drive the anger out of my system by physical activity, but regardless of how often I have tried already, I manage to outrun said sadness only very rarely.
There is good news though, too: the sad periods are a lot rarer now than, say, a year ago.
Chemically speaking, I seem to be more balanced these days.
Hopefully, balanced does not equal boring.