To theotherside: I meant to, and forgot, to comment on something you said in your first post - "at least I'm not crying...". I was a bank manager for many years and I'm female. Staff members sometimes came into my office - women, upset about something work-related or otherwise. Empathy always came easily to me so I'd quite naturally listen and try to offer whatever I felt might help (rarely advice - wouldn't it be great if we could actually take it and use it? Seems we have to learn things for ourselves in this life to really understand), because I genuinely cared. But I also remember, very clearly, judging these women for their tears. Thinking, "oh get a grip, for God's sake!" I prided myself on not crying. Well, I was wrong. Tears are great healers. Our brains actually release endorphins when we cry. It's the reason we feel better after a good session of it. So, while I relate to your feeling of 'glad I'm not', I encourage you to let those tears flow when they are accessible. I got into the habit of thinking of each one carrying within it a little bit of poison, leaving me to never return.
And, by the way, you are most welcome.
P.S. It does take time, but there are moments of joy along the way and I hope you will savour every one of them. You're one of the winners - many people never face their demons but live lives of quiet misery instead (I'm quoting).
I'm sending all the positive energy I can summon your way. We're all in this together.
And, by the way, you are most welcome.
P.S. It does take time, but there are moments of joy along the way and I hope you will savour every one of them. You're one of the winners - many people never face their demons but live lives of quiet misery instead (I'm quoting).
I'm sending all the positive energy I can summon your way. We're all in this together.