"What's wrong?"
"Nothing"
"What's. Wrong."
"Nothing. I got up too early and I'm hungry but my stomach hurts."
"That's not nothing, if rather you just tell me what's wrong instead of applying different."

That's the thing, nothing is wrong. I have anxiety and you know it. Those things I just said were for you to stop pestering me, yes they happened, but they're just annoying. It's not really something that I would normally answer to that question.
"Are you okay?" No
"What's wrong?" Nothing, that's the problem.
I don't know what to say, but I do wish you can see the monster that crawls out from behind every unfinished corner. Plus, I know that you have Anxiety follow you around too.

Do you understand now? That I said nothing and meant it, even though everything wasn't okay?