Sometimes...
I’m fine because I need to be. Not because I am.
I’m fine because I will be, and need to know & remember that.
I’m fine because I don’t want to hurt or worry others.
I’m fine because I can’t handle other people’s hurt, worry, emotions, reactions, all of it. Any.
I’m fine because I’m protecting someone, and that’s worth dying for.
I’m fine because showing weakness will make me a helluva lot less fine than I already am.
I’m fine because pride. Still got it. ;) At least on alternate weekends with a midweek dinner.
I’m fine because it’s the only way to counter the massive overreaction that’s happening.
I’m fine because it’s a lot more funny than the alternative.
I’m fine because I’m just not that smart, and don’t realize I’m not fine until much later.
I’m fine because I’ve had a lot worse.
* I’m fine being just one of many examples of how I minimize.