My friends laugh more when they see tears streaming down my face or even when my eyes get teary every time I laugh. They always wonder why, especially when things are all so jolly. They don’t know why. A friend even tried to stop me.
Maybe they don’t understand, or just refuse to understand. Despite my cool exterior, my cold, almost cruel and frank personality, another world lives inside me.
I cry because I feel more than an ordinary person could. Whether it’s happiness or sadness, I feel more than what I am showing. When feelings overwhelm me, they show as tears. I am easy to tear, but self-control is always there. I try to be strong not for myself, but for those that need me.
When I cry, it doesn’t always mean I am sad. It doesn’t mean I’ve stopped thinking.
Don’t try to stop me from crying. I would never ask anyone to stop crying, for it is ... a precious right. We all have to let out what is inside us somehow. If I cry while laughing, it means I appreciate it. It means my heart is saying, “Thank you for making me so happy. I am going through a lot, more than what I am showing. I may be strong and in control, but thank you for making things bearable for me.”
