The other day I was parking my car at the mall. There was a senior citizen walking around the parking lot, searching. I kept my eye on her though she was all over. I got out of the car and went to find her. She was gone. I walked all around looking for her.
Was she looking for her car? Her ride? Her home? Was she disoriented? Did she know what she was lookin for? I couldn’t get her off of my mind. I headed into the mall to find security – maybe they could drive around and find her.
As soon as I walked in, there she was. Sitting and staring. I approached her and engaged in a short conversation, trying to judge whether or not she was disoriented. One of the things she said was “I’m fine”. And from our conversation, I agreed.
Then that night I had a terrible headache. It was blinding. But, I get them all the time and have learned to get along with it. My husband asked if he could help and I said “I’m ok”. But I wasn’t. Then it hit me – what if that woman at the mall had mastered the response “I’m ok” and really wasn’t.
As women, we sometimes have a very high tolerance for pain. We have these instinctual coping mechanisms that kick in, masking negative emotions.
It’s ok to not be ok. If you’re fighting back tears while uttering those words- “I’m ok”- guess what? You’re not! And that’s perfectly normal.
Sometimes we have to let our guards down and say how we truly feel. And sometimes we have to take extra care to find out the truth about what someone is going thru as we are all trying to smile thru it all.