I have always been an emotional person. I cry when watching movies, and no matter how many times I’ve watched the same movie, I always cry at the same parts. When I read a book and get to the dramatic parts, I cry. And the same as with a movie, even though I’ve read the book, when I re-read it, I cry at the same parts.I cry when I get so frustrated and I have no way of letting it out. I cry when I feel pain, but cannot tell anyone about it. I cry to get myself out of the trouble of explaining myself. In other words, I am a CRYBABY. Always have been,
Today I’ve spent almost the whole day crying. Well, not really the whole day, but most of my day. I woke up this morning with a terrible allergy, which was causing my eyes to tear up, so it looked like I was crying. Since I woke up late (10am), I had brunch, watched TV and well, I pretty much spent the rest of the day crying. No, do not expect a detailed explanation of why I started (and haven’t quite finished) crying. Like I said, I cry when I feel pain and cannot tell anyone about it. This isn’t physical pain though…that I might have been able to handle a little better. This is a different kind of pain, one that I know for sure, will take a long time to get better. (note: my eyes are actually tearing up as I write this, making everything all blurry) Yes, it will take a long time to get over and it will taka a while before I feel better. But hey, I can’t spend the rest of my life crying about it. I might as well stuff myself in the shower and douse myself with a hot shower. If only there was water.