What's wrong?

Is there a sense that triggers others to ask the question what's wrong? If there is I am triggering this sense incessantly this week. The first words out of nearly every individual's mouth to whom I speak with this week is the question what's wrong? Perhaps there is something wrong with me and I am the one that is unaware, or am I unknowingly repressing whatever is wrong with me, or am I in denial to myself that there is something wrong. I am clueless to which is the case that I am in or to what is wrong with myself this particular week. Who knows, really?