I'm the kind of person who claims to be well, even when I'm dying inside.

I prefer to swallow my own tears, and see memes, fervently believing that will improve my painful emotional state.

Yup, that's me.

I used to think that crying was to be weak, but over time, I have learned that it is, in fact, quite the opposite.

Crying means that we have a soul, that we are human, that it hurts, that we feel.

That we are alive.

It's okay to cry.

It's okay not to be okay.