In this day in age its hard to not care what people think.
You try and try to not care, and do not get me wrong it gets easier to take the insults and narky looks. That does not always change how you feel at the end of the day. You are still filled with hurt. Still worried if he or she likes you, and if not at least wanting them to. Striving for acceptance, but yet still striving for that unique touch. You can go on pretending but it does not change the facts.
But for now I can do my best.