There are myriad definitions for “I’m fine” when
one is trying to live with a chronic illness. When I say, “I’m fine” it can
mean so many different things…
My “I’m fine” Meanings:
~ I’m actually fine which can be so rare and
elusive at times that when it does appear, I try to hold onto it for dear life.
~ I’m ok…a very fine line between I’m fine and
I’m a bit off today, but I’m going to try to look on the bright side and make
the best of things.
~ I’m not fine, but I’m going to plaster on the
“I’m fine” face and soldier on.
~ I’m really not fine at all, but I’ve got things
to do and people to see, so I just have to believe that I’m fine and maybe I
will be.
~ I wish I felt as good as some seem to think I
look! I might have make up on and a pressed skirt, but on the inside, I’m
completely falling apart.
~ I so want to be fine. Just fine will do; I
don’t even need extraordinary, just fine will do on most days.
~ Not fine at all…curled up in bed.
There are so many more. I think I wear more masks
than the cast of any Broadway Show. My “I’m fine” one gets used most often and
is slowly wearing out. I need a new mask, or maybe just no mask at all. To let
people know who I am without fear of anything.
Not today though and maybe not even next week,
hopefully soon. I need a break. ‘
Not to worry though, I’ll be fine J
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