I Know I'll Be A Okay Novels & Stories

I felt so wronged that I wanted to cry. However, I couldn’t shed a single tear. I wanted to hug Mom and tell her not to be angry. ‘I never meant to dirty the room on purpose. I’m actually a neat freak. ‘I don’t know why my body is leaking yellow fluid or why it smells so bad. ‘I want to take a shower… I don’t want the rats to eat my body…’ Just then, Mom’s phone rang. It was a notification from the class group chat with good news.

‘I don’t know how I can be of help, but I’ll contact you when I’m free. Maybe today isn’t going to be too bad after all.

I was embarrassed about it for five minutes before I let Winnie’s words change my mind. It’s okay to be a bit of a mess, and if my experience is resonating with anyone else, then I want to be the one to tell them it’ll all be okay. And if it isn’t okay, then there’s still so much adventure left that’ll lead to everything working out—at least, I hope that’s the case. I pull my phone out, plastering a smile on my face, even though it feels a little silly to talk to myself through a camera.

“I need to leave for my meeting now. I’ll contact you after. Keep up the good work.” I nod as it all begins to settle. I realize something immediately. I can handle this life. It may seem tough right now. But I can handle it. I can survive.

I found it and held it tight. “It’ll be okay. I promise. It’ll be better than okay.” Better than okay. That’s a start.

If you’re allowed to, my brain supplied but I tried to ignore my own internal monologue. “It’ll be okay. I’ve accepted it.” Maybe not completely, but eventually, I would.

What was he telling me? No one.? No one would hurt you..? You're going.. You're going to be okay. You're going to be okay. -as long as I'm alive.

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About how every small step forward was actually a giant leap. “I’m going to be okay,” I said, surprised to find I actually meant it. “Not today. Maybe not tomorrow. But eventually, I’m going to be okay.” “You are. I know you are.” Phoenix made a small sound, and I looked down to find him awake and watching me with those serious eyes that were so much like Josh’s. “We’re going to be okay,” I corrected, including him in the statement. “Both of us. We’re going to build a good life. Different from what I planned, but good.”

I said trying to sound convincing. "Are you sure?" Max asked. "Yes." I lied. I'm not fine but I'll be fine. Maybe not today.