"How have I been performing 'fine' instead of living it?"

“Fine” is the easiest lie we tell. “I am fine.” “It is fine.” “Everything is fine.” It rolls off the tongue like a shield, protecting us from having to face what is actually true — or from letting anyone else see it.

But here is the slap: fine is not living. It is performing.

Performing fine means smiling while you are aching inside. It means going through the motions while your Spirit is gasping for breath. It means staying in jobs, relationships, and routines that look stable but feel dead — just so you do not have to deal with the fallout of admitting otherwise.

The danger of performing fine is that it numbs you. You convince yourself that “fine” is good enough, until years pass and you realize you have been sleepwalking through a life that never actually felt alive. Fine becomes the mask that keeps you safe — but also keeps you stuck.

Living, on the other hand, is not always pretty. It is messy, raw, and it demands truth. It asks you to feel what you would rather avoid, to risk what you would rather control, to burn down the illusion of fine so you can finally taste the real.

So, ask yourself: where am I just performing fine instead of actually living? And what would it take to rip off the mask and admit the truth — first to myself, and then out loud? Because life does not transform when you are fine. It transforms when you get real.

More Food For Thought:

• Where in my life am I performing “fine” while my Spirit is screaming for more?

• What fear keeps me choosing the safety of fine over the risk of truth?

• What one step could I take today to stop performing and start living?

Fine is a performance. Truth is the portal. Choose truth.