If you’re someone who pretends to be fine even when you’re suffering inside, your trust issues run deeper than you probably realize

If you’re someone who pretends to be fine even when you’re suffering inside, your trust issues run deeper than you probably realize

I was sitting on a park bench with a friend when she asked me how I was doing.

It was a warm afternoon. Leaves were starting to turn. There was an adorable Goldendoodle chasing a ball. Normal life was happening all around us. I’d been quiet for most of the conversation. Not withdrawn. Just distant. My friend noticed. She’s good at noticing.

She asked about work. I said it was fine.

She asked about my family. I said everyone was okay.

Then she stopped walking, turned to face me, and said, “Really. How are you?”

It had been a rough month. A family member was sick. Work was overwhelming in that grinding, never-ending way. I hadn’t slept well in weeks. There was so much I could have said. She was right there. Asking. Ready.

I smiled. “I’m fine,” I said. “Just tired.”

She nodded. The conversation moved on. We hugged goodbye. And I sat in my car, gripping the steering wheel, feeling the weight of everything I hadn’t said. The lie sat between us. Not because I didn’t trust her. I did. But some part of me couldn’t believe that “fine” wasn’t what she actually wanted to hear.

I’ve been doing that my whole life. Smiling when I’m falling apart. Saying “I’m okay” when I’m not. I told myself it was privacy. Strength. Not wanting to be a burden.

But it’s not. It’s trust issues. Deeper than I realized.

If you’re like me, this is what pretending actually looks like.

1. You keep your struggles to yourself

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The fear isn’t that they’ll judge you. It’s that they’ll save what you tell them and use it later.

Maybe it was a sibling who repeated your secret. A friend who listened to your fears and then brought them up in an argument years later. You shared something real, something vulnerable, and it came back to you like a boomerang with a blade attached.

The problem isn’t that you don’t have people who love you. You do. The problem is that you don’t trust that love to survive your honesty. You don’t trust that they’ll still want to be in the room after you show them the messy parts.

So you keep your struggles to yourself. Not because you’re private. Because privacy feels like the only safety you have left.

2. You deflect compliments immediately

Someone says something kind. You find a reason it’s not true. “Oh, this old thing.” “Anyone could have done it.” “You’re just being nice.” You don’t trust that people are being sincere. You assume they want something or are just filling the silence.

You don’t believe that people are being sincere. When someone says something kind, you assume they want something.

Praise always came with a “but.” Compliments came to set up a request. You’ve seen kindness used as a manipulation tool, and now you believe nice words are usually a trap. That genuine kindness is rare. That people almost always have an agenda.

3. You don’t do favors for other people

You think every offer of help comes with an invisible invoice.

Somewhere along the way, you learned that “I’ve got you” really means “you owe me”—maybe from a parent who kept score, a friend who never let a favor go unmentioned, or a relationship where every gift came with a receipt. Generosity was just a down payment on future guilt.

You refuse. A ride to the airport. A meal when you’re sick. Someone covering for you at work. You’d rather struggle alone than owe someone who might collect. The math in your head says: if I let them in, they’ll expect something back. And you can’t afford that debt.

4. You make fun of yourself before anyone else can

You don’t trust other people to be gentle with your flaws. So you point them out first.

Who taught you that your flaws would be used against you?

A parent who noticed every mistake.

A sibling who never let you forget.

A friend who laughed at instead of with you.

You learned to name your failures first. Because if you didn’t, someone else would. And they wouldn’t be nice about it.

You beat them to the punch. “I know, I’m such a mess.” “Classic me.” You strike first. If you name your own flaws, they can’t be used against you. The cost is that you never let anyone else be kind to you about the things you’re ashamed of.

5. You share successes after they happen

Can other people hold your excitement safely?

You might not think they can if you only share once success is certain. A job offer. A new relationship. A project you’re proud of. You wait until it’s locked in.

The parent who said, “Don’t get your hopes up.” The friend who got jealous instead of being happy for you. You learned that sharing hope before it’s solid invites disappointment—not just from fate, but from other people.

You protect the good news by keeping it to yourself. Their excitement feels like pressure. Their questions feel like doubt. You’ve decided it’s safer to let them find out after the fact. When there’s nothing left to jinx.

6. You feel anxious when things are going well

Peace feels suspicious.

Stability feels temporary.

You don’t trust that good things last.

A childhood where calm always meant a storm was coming. A relationship where the quiet moments were just the space between fights. A parent who couldn’t handle happiness without sabotaging it. You learned that when life is smooth, something is about to go wrong.

You stay ready. You brace yourself for the other shoe to drop. The calm before the storm. The quiet before the chaos. Trusting the peace feels naive. You’ve been burned before. You’re not letting it happen again.

7. You pull back to see who notices

The friend who only called when they needed something. The family that made you feel like you were easy to forget. You learned that your value is tied to what you do, not who you are.

Underneath, you don’t trust that you matter when you’re not performing. So you test it.

So you stop reaching out. No texts. No plans. You wait. Who reaches out? Who asks if something’s wrong? The silence stretches. The test always hurts. Even when they pass. Because needing to test them at all means you never really trusted they’d stay.

8. You monitor everyone else’s mood to stay safe

You don’t trust their words. “I’m fine” means nothing to you. You trust the shift in their tone. The pause before they answer. The way their eyes don’t quite meet yours.

A childhood where a parent’s mood dictated the temperature of the house. A partner who said nothing was wrong while the silence screamed otherwise. You learned that people lie to be polite. They say one thing and feel another. And if you miss the sign, you pay the price.

So you watch. You scan. You never fully relax. Because relaxing means missing the signal that someone is about to hurt you. Your radar has kept you safe before. You trust it more than you trust anyone else.

9. You say you don’t need an apology

Apologies are not sincere. At least that’s what you learned.

Someone hurts you. Lets you down. Forgets something important. They don’t apologize. Or they do, but it’s half-hearted.

It could have been a parent who never said sorry. Or a partner who apologized but never changed.

You learned that apologies are just words. That people don’t really mean them. That asking for one just makes you look needy.

You say, “It’s fine.” You swallow it. You file it away. You stop expecting anything different. Not because you don’t deserve an apology. Because you don’t trust that one would be real. And somewhere underneath, you don’t trust that you deserve one in the first place.

Harper Stanley graduated from Eugene Lang College at The New School in NYC in 2006 with a degree in Media Studies and Literature and Critical Analysis. After several years living abroad, she's recently returned to Brooklyn, New York.

A mom of two elementary-aged kids, she writes with humor, honesty, and a deep appreciation for the everyday moments that shape family life. When she’s not working, she’s navigating Prospect Park playground politics, trying new neighborhood restaurants, or enjoying a rare quiet morning before the city wakes up.