The last time I cried was when I found out my dad tried to commit suicide, and even then, I had to force it out. It's not that I am ashamed of crying, because I'm not. I'm far from emotionally dead, it's just that my emotions are all internal, and have always been like that. When I heard the news, I just had question after question about what happened, ect. It was only later on at night that I honestly had to sit down, relax, and let them flow because I knew it would make me feel *a little* better. And it did.

But besides that one incident in early April of this year, I cannot remember the last time I cried.

That's just
M E
I suppose. ~