Every day my heart breaks just a little. Usually it is from an expectation and then a profound disappointment – be it a friend, a family member, perhaps one of my children, or even my life itself, I experience that deep hurt and shock that starts in my gut and permeates my soul daily... read more at http://imustbeamermaid.co/2013/10/08/what-becomes-of-the-brokenhearted/
It's very true, but ever since I was young I was always told by a family member never to cry, and if I did I would become weak. Anytime I got hurt, since I was little and dumb, I tried not to cry cause I didn't want to disappoint her. And now, years and years later, I find it very hard to cry. Nearly impossible, but it takes a lot. Yeah, sometimes tears leak out, maybe five, but not heavy crying like one would expect.