The Lie You Tell Every Time Someone Asks How You Are
Someone asks how
you are and your mouth says fine before your brain even catches up. The word is
out before you can consider saying anything else. The fine is automatic. Fine
is the answer people want and it’s easier than the truth.
The truth would
be complicated, require explanation, or it would make things uncomfortable, so
fine works. Fine is simple. Fine closes the conversation. Fine is the answer
that lets people move on without having to actually care about the answer.
You are not sure
when fine became your default. It happened gradually until the habit was so
deep that saying anything else feels like oversharing. Saying anything else
feels like burdening someone with information they didn’t ask for. Saying
anything else feels wrong somehow even though the fine is a lie.
The lie is small
so it doesn’t feel like much. One word can’t hurt anything. One word doesn’t
matter. But you say it every day to multiple people and the accumulation of the
lies starts to add up. You are lying constantly and getting good at it. You are
training yourself to not tell the truth about how you actually are.
What happens is
that after a while nobody actually knows how you are. They know the fine
version. They know the performing version. They don’t know the version that’s
struggling or scared or overwhelmed. They know the version that has it together
and that becomes who you are to them because that’s all they ever see.
The fine
protects you from having to be vulnerable with people. The fine keeps people
from worrying about you. The fine keeps things uncomplicated. But the fine also
keeps you isolated because nobody really knows the actual you. Nobody knows
what’s really going on underneath the fine.
You could try
saying something true instead of fine. You could say I’m not okay or I’m tired
or Things are hard right now. But the truth takes more energy than the lie. The
truth requires vulnerability. The truth might make people uncomfortable or make
them think less of you. So you say fine and you stay isolated in your own
struggle.
The lie has become
so automatic that you might not even recognize it as a lie anymore. The fine
feels like the truth because you’ve said it so many times. The fine feels like
who you are because you’ve performed it so consistently, but underneath the
fine is something else and that something else is getting lonelier every time
you say fine instead of saying what’s actually true.
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