I'm ok....

I hate when I ask, and they say "I'm ok..." But what does that look like at the end of the day? Your ok and my ok may not be the same. So, tell me what is genuine about being ok. I had a brother bound by combat once say "I'm ok!" He killed himself that very same day. It's a preprogrammed response when you're in so much pain. You look away and answer. I'm ok! Why can't it be help that we all seek. Who give a shit if they call you weak. Why do we care what others think. It's your life you're saving when you stand up and say I'm hurting inside, I'm having thoughts, and I'm not ok.