You okay? Did something happen? What’s wrong?

We always say we’re fine when we’re asked these questions.

We always think that if we tell them we’re fine, they’ll stop asking. And they do.

They believe our lies.

You’re not okay. I’m not okay.

That’s okay. You’ll be okay soon.

You just need to be sad for a little bit?

You need to have a mental breakdown in the middle of a street?

You wanna cry yourself to sleep?

You wanna get a full makeover cause you hate who you are right now?

You wanna take a nap for a month?

Me too. And that’s okay.

But if you wanna jump off a cliff.

If you want to cut.

If you want to die and if you wish that you were never born.

That’s not okay.

You need to know the difference.