today, someone asked me if i was okay for the first time.
this quiet girl that rarely speaks just looked at me for a second, and she just asked me if i was okay.
it wasn’t like one of those “wow, you’re crazy. do you need a moment?” or “you just fell/got a bad grade/etc..you okay?” she just asked me.
of course i said yes.
but kindra, if you read this, no. i wasn’t okay.
people like you make things okay though.