I live in Prague and every now and again I meet tourists who are lost. Some pretend that they aren’t, even if you can obviously see that they are.
Why do they pretend? They pretend because they believe something is wrong with them, that they’re a fool and they don’t want anyone to notice.
The problem however is that it’s never anything wrong with them, but with the map they’re using. It’s either insufficiently detailed, or they’re merely disoriented by holding it wrong.
Life is a journey and when we’re deeply unhappy we pretend to be all fine for the same reason. We hate to look clueless and confess to ourselves (and others) that we’re lost, when in fact it’s nothing wrong with us but the map to happiness we’re using.