Fine

Fine is a lie.

At least, for me it is.

If ever someone asks me how I'm doing and I say fine, I'm lying.

I'm not lying just for the heck of it, but I'm lying so I don't bother other people with my problems.

Either that or I'm angry with them and want them to leave me alone.

But usually it's the former. And it's something I need to fix. I need to accept that I'm not the only person on this planet. Heavenly Father knew what He was doing when He placed people on this earth with each other. We are able to help each other, strengthen each other, provide for each other.

It's just that, sometimes, I'm too stubborn in my independence to see that. So I'm going to try and fix it. I'm going to stop saying I'm fine when I'm not. I don't have to ask everyone to solve every problem I encounter, but I can accept their help when I really do need it. That way, when the words "I'm fine" come out of my mouth, I'll be telling the truth.