Friend: "Are you okay?"
Me: *thinking in my head* No, I'm not okay. I'm so alone, and I just need someone who can be there for me, no matter what. I'm a worthless, pathetic, unlovable f*ck up who can't do anything right. I'll never be anything of importance because I am talentless. My mom brings me down, and we fight a lot. My family is breaking apart at the seams and I just need someone to be here for me.
"Nothing! I'm fine."