Automatic response. Nobody that I am close with is actually happy (or even fine), but when staff asks you in greeting if you’re having a good day and did you find everything okay, you know they are bullshitting the “I’m doing well, and yes, thanks”. Same sort of automatic bullshit response.
We are living paycheck to paycheck (some not even that), with slowly rising levels of debt, in dead-end jobs while the earth slowly boils us and rich fucks get richer. In tight-knit circles, suicide is often discussed openly and often, and death is welcomed. My best friend recently told me that (if they die before me, as if lol) when I attend the funeral, if anyone suggests that they had a happy life, I am to punch that person in the face, without hesitation.
Life is pain. But it’s so much quicker to fake that your existence isn’t hell, so lying to people in ways that doesn’t matter is way easier.