Shall I Compare?

They asked me if I'm okay. I answered of course I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be okay? I've always been okay. Okay with everything in fact.

I can never bring out my problems into the limelight. They seem too small. Too insignificant -as compared to the problems of others. I'd feel guilty every time I pour out my sorrows to others. I'd feel as if I'm making a big fuss out of my "okay" life's problems.

That's what they say. My life's smooth-sailing.