I seem to get this a lot. I’m not sure if its easy to project what my feelings are and slap them onto my face or what. But people seem to ask me the question, “Are you okay? You seem a bit sad.” and I would simply just smile and say, “Of course I’m okay, why wouldn’t I be? Sad? It’s just my face. haha.” For the most part, it holds true to what I really feel when I respond with that but there are just times where I feel just about the opposite. What if one day when someone happens to ask me that and instead of simply smiling I end up with something like, “No I’m not. I just need a shoulder to cry on or some listening ears and/or maybe a hug also.” Then what happens? Is that the answer that you really want from me? Or is it just because you’ll think that I will just say, “Yeah, everything’s fine.”
For the longest time, I don’t think I display my true inner emotions right on the outside for everyone to see but I might be wrong. I use to think that I could hide them pretty well and people won’t seem to notice what is really going on inside. Now, I’m giving those a second thoughts. It’s been a while since I’ve had that question asked among my friends who I’ve known. But since I’ve been off to college, making new friends this question seems to be asked a lot. Do I simply just have the face of a sad soul? Or is it that what I really feel inside is reflected upon my face?
But yeah, sometimes I truly, honestly, want to say to the person who asks me that question: “No I’m not okay.” & Just entirely pour myself out to release some tension that I’ve kept hidden. Obviously that wouldn’t be an option but just a second thought because there’s a bunch of other factors that must be taken into consideration. How much trust do you have in that person? How much can you tell them? To what extent without making it seem “annoying”? But maybe just one day, I can do that and not having to be taken back with all those worries and consequences that follows. After all, who knows where that would take me. Seemingly, it’s just a second thought.
