It’s a seemingly innocuous phrase. Two words, direct and to the point, crafted specifically to ease the concern of others. On some days, its genuine. Some days, a lie to yourself as much as to those around you.
I’m fine.
It’s commonly used in response to statements such as “you look tired” or “how are you holding up”. A shield and a mask, a deflection of true feelings.
I’m fine.
This week has been uncommonly rough for me, for reasons I will not go into here, and I have admittedly leaned on the magic phrase more than once. I still catch myself saying it, on the outside looking in, and I suppose I always will.
I’m fine.
This entry is really meant to be twofold:
- To express gratitude to those precious few who have checked in on me. Who have gone out of their way to be an emotional crutch that I have so desperately needed.
- To use this post as a means to remind you, dear reader, that life is all too short and while the world continues to spin without you, you do matter to those around you. You are important and you are loved.
Hug your loved ones, hold them close and cherish what precious little time you have with them. Because life is at times as cruel as it is beautiful and nothing is promised.
I’m fine.
Ramblings and Musings 