We spend so much energy trying to seem fine that we forget to actually be fine

It's 1:47am and I can't sleep. I've been thinking about how much effort I put into performing okayness. Someone asks how I am. "Good, busy but good." Not because I'm good. Because it's easier than explaining. And the wild thing is everyone around me is probably doing the same thing. We're all performing fine at each other while quietly not being fine. I don't have a solution. I just think we should maybe ask each other how we actually are sometimes. And actually answer.