I’m ok

Have you ever told someone you were okay when you really weren’t?

Yeah I find myself doing that a lot. And its not because I don’t want to tell others how I feel.

I swear its not.

Its more of me not wanting to burden others with my problems. With my feelings. With my mind.

Its me not wanting to make others feel the way I do

Its me being afraid of how they will react.

Some people don’t think that anxiety is a real sickness and sometimes I feel like explaining my anxiety is like me trying to prove that my illness is real.

Why should I have to prove anything? I shouldn’t

However, I do sometimes want someone to look at me and say, I know you’re not okay. And that is okay.

I want them to hold me and listen to me and understand. I want them to be open to the possibility that maybe anxiety isn’t some fake illness people use to get out of doing things. Because thats not what anxiety is to me.

Now, my husband is pretty good at noticing the signs of when I’m not ok. He can look at my face and know. But he’s not going to call me out in front of others and put me on the spot. He lets me come to him when I am ready to talk.

So if you’re not okay, and say that you are, you are welcome to speak to me. My comment section has always been open to anyone and everyone. Please feel free to use it.