"Are you okay" is such a threatening
question because I understand that giving off any impression of
discontent is unacceptable under the roof of the people who feed
me, in the company of people who care about me. I couldn't
stop myself from crying at work or breaking down in school and I
wanted to swerve into oncoming traffic and every day became a
blur of tears and the hallway carpet I would collapse on when I
got home and your asking me if I'm okay wasn't good
enough because you only wanted the right
answer.
