We’re so good at fooling people. We’re great at acting like we’re okay, that we haven’t a single worry in the world. We have a smile that we’ve practiced over and over…so many times that we don’t even remember what our real smile looks like.
Sometimes I wonder if we’ve fooled ourselves too. Maybe we can convince ourselves that we’re “fine.” Maybe after repeating that word constantly, like a broken record, we come to believe it. Maybe the pain was never really there…maybe it’s normal to feel empty. Maybe, just maybe.