Every time I see one of those
“Sometimes, when I say I’m fine, I wish someone would look at me and say ‘Tell me the Truth’.”
Kind of things, I just get really annoyed.
I don’t know. It just really gets on my nerves. Are you that weak? If you want someone to care, tell it to the world.
I’m not a very patient person. I don’t have patience for these kind of people, more often than not. I don’t like it when people expect me to mind read. I don’t. I can often predict how you’re acting and what you want to do by looking at your body language and based on how well I know you but if someone tells me they’re fine, I’m not going to dig. I figure that if you really want to tell me, you would have told me.
Similarly, when I say I’m fine. I don’t want to talk about it. I’ve a lot of things to do and very little time in which to do them.
Yes, I have been injured multiple times. Yes, these injuries flare up. Yes, I have a weak constitution. Yes, I’m quite fragile. Yes, I’m thankful for your concern but I said I’m fine. I’ll pull through. Nothing short of me fainting from LBP or pain will make me say otherwise or stop doing what I’m doing.
When it hurts, I complain but that’s it. Cause I know it’ll pass. I know everything will pass. I’m just complaining to make myself feel better.
I don’t mind to listen. I want to listen. I want to help you if you want me to help. I like helping people. I hate seeing my friends down.
But if you happen to be one of those people who won’t voice out what they want, then I’m sorry. If you won’t tell me, I won’t press. That’s it.
I won’t ask you to tell me the truth.
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