When did you last cry in front of another person? by yourself? I did both just this week. And if you've been keeping up with recent posts, you probably already know that. By myself, it was while I was writing and later proofreading the post I wrote here... In front of someone else was when … Continue reading Question of the Week #127
I’m not an emotional person. At least, I’ve never considered myself an emotional person. Well, not an overly emotional person. I’ve always prided myself on my ability to control my feelings. When I’m feeling happy, it’s because I allow myself to feel happy. When I’m angry, it’s because I allow myself to be angry… or … Continue reading Moved to Tears
Stop! Before you go any further, you're going to want to go back and read the first part of Taylor's Grief. I promise, this post will make more sense if you do. Taylor awoke to the sight of sunlight streaming through the living room curtains. She could barely open her eyes. They hurt; dry and … Continue reading Taylor’s Grief, Part II
The funeral was over. Most of the people who had gathered afterward had already left. This allowed Taylor Steele to finally get busy cleaning the house. She was done talking to people. She did not want to hear anymore platitudes from well-meaning people expressing condolences. Taylor really did appreciate those people and their thoughts and … Continue reading Taylor’s Grief
I spend a lot of time on the Facebook. Well, more than I used to. I don't consider it an unhealthy amount. But I also don't consider my caffeine intake an unhealthy amount, though I'm well aware of my severe addiction to the stuff. But I noticed a status update from a friend. Apparently she … Continue reading Why Do We Cry?
Do you ever wonder if you're a horrible person? Well, I don't have to wonder. I know. About myself, I mean. I have no idea if you are horrible. That's between you and God. If you're nice or, at least, attempting to be nice, you're probably saying I can't be that bad. You've probably read … Continue reading 3 Reasons Why I’m a Horrible Person
A Song That Makes Me Cry I know a lot men who refuse to admit that they've ever cried. I'm not one of those men. Granted, I don't cry that often, but that's because I spend a great deal of my time and energy attempting to conceal most of my emotions. I blame that on … Continue reading Day Sixteen