"Are you okay?"

And how I hate that question more than anything. Because then again I have to force a smile and say, "yeah fine." or "doing great"  And I have to lie all over again. I don't know when I started to lie, or who taught me to. But one thing is clear, I'm not okay. How can I be? When was the last time I breath not for the sake of living but because I am happy to do so. My life's been turned upside down and sometimes there is no light at the end of the tunnel.

So please next time, do me a favor and don't ask me if I'm okay so I won't say another lie and fake another smile.