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I Have Failed,
Help Me, Friend
How many times will I say fine at the expense of an honest, “I’m not doing so well. In fact, life is pretty rough right now.” I’m never really just fine come to think of it. I will say, however, “I’m well, great, happy, thankful, blessed,” or any other positive adjective that one can use other than fine. Fine is usually a masking word used to give a quick answer and to gloss over the surface without getting to the soul of things. So, as habitual as fine (or “good”) is, I want to stop and think a little next time I’m asked, “how are you?” Will you join me?