I’m okay.

I am okay.

I say this a lot, I know that. I say this because I mean it. Because no other description could accurately depict how I’m feeling. I’m okay. Just okay. I’m not great. I’m not awful either. I’m chugging along in this thing called life.

I think too many people carry ‘I’m okay’ with a negative connotation. They treat it as avoidance. And really, that’s not the case.. Sometimes people say ‘I’m okay’ because that’s the best way of describing how they’re feeling or where they’re at with life.

I’m okay with how things are. I’m not happy about things, but I don’t hate it either. I count my blessings, appreciate my loved ones and am hopeful for the future. Still, though, I’m okay with the way the world turns. When you ask me how I’m doing, I genuinely mean it when I say I’m okay. I’m just… okay.

Today, I’m okay. Tomorrow might be better. Or, it might not. But I’m learning the importance in taking it one day at a time, and the importance of just being okay with where you’re at in life. You don’t have to lie. You don’t have to pretend you’re in a good place and you don’t have to hide if you’re in a bad place.

It’s okay to just be okay.

22 thoughts on “I’m okay.

    1. Your comment just made me think of the line in the movie when they’re like “I know you can be overhwlemed, and I know you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever just be whelmed?” and Bianca says “I think you can in Europe!”

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  1. Hey Vee, you posted something the other night that was like a few subjects all rolled in one… but now I can’t find it. I don’t know if you deleted it or whatever, but one of the things you mentioned was late night anxiety and worrying that 7 months unemployment looks bad on you. Listen Hon, nobody will give two shits about 7 months unemployment if you have the skills they need. Trust me, lady. I’m a chronic e-mail deleter… so I no longer have your original e-mail about business cards (though I did paste the content into a word doc and saved for my benefit), but if you want me to take a look at your resume and how you do cover letters, e-mail me again at zerospace05@gmail.com. Cover letters are extremely important and most people totally suck at them. I would know as a recruiter. To be fair, cover letters are very difficult. Show me what you’re doing and I’ll help you improve. If you’re interested.

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    1. That would be amazing, thank you. I know that my cover letter is exceptionally long and filled with my rambles. (A lot like my writing on here).

      Thank you so much for the offer, I might just take you up on it.

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  2. I definitely use “okay” to describe life whether I’m okay or not. I should expand my vocabulary and save this word for when I’m actually okay. I like it though that you’re able to say you’re okay and mean just that, even if it means you’re not doing super. 💜

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  3. SIGH, this is so freaking relatable. I always hate saying tomorrow will be better because lets be honest, it’s rarely the truth. Taking one day at a time is honestly exhausting but sometimes the best thing you can do!

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    1. I’m sorry that it’s relatable to you. Hope really is all that you can maintain… especially when all of the crap goes down that goes down… Thanks for your motivations. And for reading my blog. Sending positivty and light your direction.

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  4. I understand the concept of “being okay”. And while I struggle with defining the concept, I think it’s important to understand that it’s also okay to not be okay.
    It’s okay to ask for help.
    It’s okay to cry and get angry and feel.
    It’s okay to feel unimportant or insignificant.
    Because there are those who want to help,
    There are emotions worth feeling,
    And there are those who believe you are their everything.
    It’s all about finding the differences,
    And feeling out where you belong.

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