I hid it deep inside because I didn't know how to say it. But hell no, I'm not fine! Tears are on the edge of my eyes waiting to fall off. But there was no strict and sharp answers to all the questions I've been asked. That's why I decided to act as if I'm getting better, as if I'm healing and nothing urges my tears to step closer to the edge of my eyes! Simply because no words could ever be said to heal me, they might just cut me more, same as what your words now have just done; they didn't say enough to put a smile on my face. But that wasn't what they should have done, they were meant to tell the truth and nothing else and that's what they did so thank you. But what was wished for was something that heals rather than burdens more. But never mind, it's never your fault, it's always mine and how I always seek the wrong expectations. It's as the great quote says:
"Expectation is the root of all heartache."
I'm sorry that I'm sharing a dark daydream after a long time of no dreams at all.