But dammit. I'm human. And I have feelings. And they get hurt. And sometimes they hurt when I don't want them to. Especially when it's someone that I love so much. When someone you put so much into continues to ignore the obvious... It's disheartening. So I wanted to cry, but I didn't.
People constantly tell you over and over again that it's ok to cry. Crying is cleansing. It'll let a load off. But honestly, what the fuck do a couple of tears do beside smudge your makeup and make your eyes all red? Crying didn't bring my mother or grandmother back. Neither did it make me feel better about them being gone. Crying never stops the pain of a scraped knee or a broken ankle. It didn't make labor go any faster or make it stop hurting. So what's the use in crying? Like what the fuck for??
So as bad as I wanted to cry today, I didn't. It's pointless. And I didn't have the patience for red eyes.
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