Sticks and stones will break my bones but names will never hurt me.
Why is it that woman can cry so easily and men rarely do? I think I’ve only cried once in the last 10 years.
I wsh I could cry sometimes.
I come close when I see triumphant moments of father -son relationships on TV,
which tells me I’ve got issues there.
Maybe that’s why I exercise a lot. I need to find other ways of releasing the build up of life’s punches.
I’m going to go chop an onion now.