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Why is it "I'm fine :)" escapes my lips regardless of the situation I'm in, the person who's asking and the context he/she is referring to?

Why is it that this question makes me want to sit and ponder, even when superficially I feel quite alright?

Why is it that I rush to my best friends, wanting to think aloud and talk it through, but at the same time afraid that they'll think it's another one of my crazy, sad days?

Why is it that half the thoughts in my mind are left unsaid only because of the fear that the person will feel overburdened by my seemingly insignificant problems?

Why is it that this fear is much greater when the said person is a dear, dear friend, whose opinion matters more to me than that of an acquaintances'?

Why is it that these 3 words send me in a spiral maze of emotions I can not make any sense of?

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