When Okay Isn't Okay
How are you? We ask the question all the time, but I hate it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m as guilty as anyone of asking it. I ask it endlessly to my own family…even when I know something is decidedly not okay. The answer we all give is, “I’m fine,” or “I’m okay.” Why do we all ask the same question, give the same answer and move on. I think that this does a great injustice to all people who are not actually okay.
