A war never really ends no matter how many times we try to tell ourselves that, it's never actually over. We can see it through our actions and body language; it has a huge impact on the paste and quality we work. I'm acting Okay when I'm not Okay. I'm so sure Okay is a thing that exists that I can't feel in the moment, that I haven't felt in months no matter how Okay I act, I'm not that thing that is called Okay. Another thing is how can I act Okay when I'm not. I'm not Okay, I'm broken. The war will always be inside me. I'm hasty, I'm fragmented, and I'm moody. I over think and analyze everything, I'm not Okay. I'm fighting a war inside me, emotionally and mentally. I'm acting Okay when I'm not Okay, but it's worth it. I mean I hope it is. I don't know when I'll be this Okay thing or how but I'll find this thing called Okay. The one thing I need to hear. "You'll be Okay." Not from the people I love, but from myself.
