Crying

I used to cry alot. I’d cry myself to sleep, I’d cry during movies and shows, I’d cry at the drop of a hat.

The last few years, I only cry when something traumatic happens.

Then, today, out of nowhere, I was sitting talking to my husband and just starting balling.   It felt good to let go for a minute.  Cathartic.

I’m hoping that tomorrow will be better than today.

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