I'm starting to *gasp* care about my appearance. It's noticeable, though quite pathetic if I could say so myself. And not because I've grown any vainer or any more conscious of my self-image, mind you. I'm concerned about what implications my unkemptness and ugliness might have on someone else. The questions and sniggers and snide remarks they'd have to tolerate because of me, yet outside of my presence.

I guess there's no changing things like who-I-am, but I might as well try because it guilts me so that I could be shaming someone by being this way.