Crying

So, let me preface this by saying that I'm not a crier. There are some girls that cry over happy and sad endings, who even cry for no good reason except to cry. I don't really cry a lot. And when I do, it is either a single tear or huge body racking sobs and my eyes get puffy and red and it's generally unattractive.

There are three things that would have made a normal person who didn't internalize all of their feelings cry over the past few days. The first thing is I watched the quintessential chick-flick, The Notebook. Usually, the end of this movie makes me cry every time. But, I didn't even shed a tear.

Then, I read The Fault in Our Stars by John Green. I will just say that this is a cancer book. That alone should have made me cry. But, on top of it being a cancer book, it is a John Green novel which should guarantee too many emotions and too much thinking. I finally shed a tear when I read the final words, then forced myself to stop.

Finally, today my roommate got in a car accident. She's fine, but she very easily could not have been. If anything, this should have broken me down. I almost did, several times in fact. But, I knew that she was going through enough shock and trauma and didn't need to try to comfort someone else on top of all of that. That's just the kind of person she is- she could be distraught and hurt and she will put someone else over herself.

So, the point of this is I still haven't cried. None of those full body racking sobs. I'm almost scared a small thing will set me off in front of a large group of people and that will be it. Hopefully when it comes, I can just get it over with in private. Like I said, I'm not a crier.

2012 Tracker:

Non-YLC: 3

YLC: 0

P.S: I'm attempting to read 30 Non-YLC books (meaning YA or adult novels for pure pleasure) in 2012. Let's see how it goes!