A couple of days ago, a friend
randomly threw a question to me. This question hit me right on my face, it was
simple, straight to the point, but I was stunned for a moment. “Have you been
okay?”
It’s fascinating how facades can be
seen through so easily by some, yet carelessly overlooked by others. When posed
that question, the first thoughts that ran through my mind were “Don’t I seem
alright? Were there clues hinting otherwise? Why’d you even ask that?”
But what I would like to ask is what
does okay even mean? What does being okay entail?” It means being both
physically and mentally? Sometimes it doesn’t mean that things have to be
smooth sailing – that’s unrealistic. It’s about being able to handle
circumstances that arrive without being beaten down or broken by them. Sure,
there have been and there will be instances where you choose the route of
avoidance. But perhaps avoidance is merely a temporary escape, to get my mind
sorted out.
“I’m lost in life, frustrated at the
overwhelmingness of things. And I’m afraid of decisions I’ve been making and
have to make.” Yet, who’s dictate what’s right and what’s not? That’s
all part and parcel of growing up. Yeah I might make decisions that are unwise,
but this is life. If I never ever make mistakes, I don’t think I will ever
learn, will I?
