The voice which I call David more or less said something along the lines of, "What made you ever think you were anything other than a pathetic piece of trash?" I don't remember the exact wording which he used, but he was intending to launch some form of very long rant at me, derisive.
I instantly shot back an answer of, "Delusion.".
The intent behind that was a "Shut up, David" response--I very much was not in the mood to deal with him reminding me about all my negative qualities because that's all he ever does. His entire existence is dragging mine down. And it worked, he didn't say a word after that and still hasn't yet. I shut him up with the answer.
But honestly the fact that it came so instantly, so smoothly, and the nature of it gives a fascinating insight into my inner mind. Because it means that deep down I feel like that I am delusional to think I'm not that pathetic piece of trash. (I recall the 'pathetic' part clearly, but it wasn't exactly 'piece of trash', wish I could remember the exact word it was. I feel like it was one word, not garbage, not loser, but something along the meaning of piece of trash.)
Oh well.
In spite of that inner reflection, today I felt a bit better.
I might feel worse again tomorrow, but at least I felt good today.