Still Standing
Diamond Member
I know, the title can be understood and answered in a tongue-in-cheek response. But, I am being serious. My doc keeps asking me if I have cried yet. The most I can do is "leak" a little, enough to sniffle and dry my eyes. I have swallowed tears for most of my life and to let them flow freely is intimidating. And in a weird way, crying is a sign of weakness...not for others...but for me. To cry would give the power back to my abusers. I had to read another trauma account out loud today and had to stop a couple of times to control myself. To just let the sorrow and agony spill out in tears is an overwhelming thought. And I am highly embarrassed to cry in front of the doc. It seems surreal to "see" and feel the angst of being a grade school girl but know you are sitting on the couch in the Doc's office and you are actually, currently, a grandparent. That school girl has been long gone by many, many years. How have some of you guys broken down the barrier in your heart and learned to cry?