I don’t want anyone I don’t love/care about deeply to have the “power” to make me cry. I don’t want them to have that. I’m not even a crying type of person. Yeah yeah, female/girl/woman all that. But I don’t just tear up at the drop of a hat. I didn’t even cry when my grandma died until days later. I might cry once every 4 months, if that.
But last night, smh*, last night I cried… in public… on a crowded street… while hurrying to my car… in heels. Ugh. I’m going to smack myself.
I hate that.
*SMH = shaking my head (in case you didn’t know)