One of the strangest things adults do is answer, βHow are you?β with βFine.β
We say it while surviving grief.
We say it during divorce.
We say it after receiving difficult news.
We say it while carrying shopping bags, a migraine, and three generations of inherited coping mechanisms.
Perhaps we are all a little too committed to the performance.
I do not think there is any shame in saying, βActuallyβ¦ today is a bit rubbish.β
Being βnot okayβ is not a personality.
It is more like the weather.
Storms pass.
The mistake is believing you have to pretend the sun is shining while you are standing in the rain.
Besides, if Gerard Way can scream it into a microphone in front of sixty thousand peopleβ¦
β¦I can admit I need another cup of tea.
