I was thinking today about how I’ve always been a cryer. Minorly inconvenienced? Cry. Parents punish you? Cry. A friend says that they don’t want to hang out with you even though it has nothing to do with you? Cry.
I’ve grown a bit from being so sensitive, but recently I feel I’ve cried so much that I am incapable of shedding more than a few tears and then moving on. Maybe that’s good? I don’t know.