I Cry. A lot.

For anyone who knows me, this Confession will hardly come as a shock: I cry a lot. Not as much as I used to, thank goodness, but I think it is safe to say that I spend more time in tears than your average bear. It’s not that my life is terrible, nor is it that I am a spoiled brat, it’s just my coping mechanism. At least that’s what my therapist says. Just kidding, I don’t have a therapist. Though I probably should. … [Read more...]