Stop saying, “I’m fine.”

Two words have never been easier to say than “I’m fine.” With this quick-phrase, one can effortlessly avoid attention. If only it were always this easy to dodge our peers. 

But there are times that we are not okay. We aren’t afraid of help; we don’t want people in our business. Who wants others to take control of our lives when they have their own to run. Then there comes the pride of knowing that someone had to stop what they were doing because we couldn’t control our situation. We’re adults, just like everyone else. We can manage our own lives. 

Anxiety, stress, and depression are not typical. We hear that everyone deals with these. Since everyone is dealing with anxiety, having stress must be expected, right? Nope. Think of it as body pains. We all have our moments of aches, but having a spasm is not the norm. 

As with body pains, emotional pain needs time for healing. If we sprained our foot halfway through a 5K run, we wouldn’t continue running. We would slow down or stop. And just when we were about to lose all hope, a supermodel would run to our side, ask in a calm but caring voice, “Are you all right?” 

“I’m FINE.” we’d reply as each pain riddling step forces a whimper. “YEP! I’m okay! There’s nothing to SEE here!” And with a simple “Well, okay.” Our glamorous assistant disappears, leaving us with two new words (or expletive). “Fudge Nuggets!” 

Never be too proud, modest, or embarrassed to ask for assistance. And since we are on that word, I prefer to ask if I can “assist” others. Mental people need help. We are not mental, but we may need an extra pair of hands or another strong-back. See the difference? 

Until the next blog, live life and be happy.