Sometimes we all just need a good cry...maybe one that will last a few minutes, maybe a couple of hours, or just maybe....A good cry that lasts the entire week. The last one...that would be me!But it's Ok I tell myself...sometimes I've just got to get that inner baby using her lungs.
Next week will be better...right?!
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I need to learn how to do that on command. Most times I really can't until after it all boils over in a traumatic way...then 3 days after that...then I can cry! :)
Don't wait for next week...tomorrow will be better! Remember...baby steps! (To keep with your analogy). You clever! xo
well - you know my theory...just cry ALL the time - then everyone just gets used to you having streaked mascara and red eyes! :) Hugs to you my friend!
Sorry you have the need -- hope this week is much, much better!
Maybe you're pregnant. I do that all the time right now. =)
oh melissa - i'm sorry! i don't know what's going on, but if you need to talk, i can always schedule in a dinner asap! things will be better!
Take care of the little girl inside of you. That's my mantra. I use it daily. Because really, aren't we all just little girls with very real, tender feelings deep down inside.
We should have hung out last week!
Everyone needs a good cry now and then. You let it all out! I usually do mine as I watch Oprah or that extreme home makeover, it works almost everytime. Hope you feel better soon.
nothing like a good cry!!
Awwww sorry Melissa! I hope you feel better soon.
Melissa, I'm sorry you had a rough week last week--crying a week straight is no fun, my dear. I hope this week is better for you, for real. let me know if you need a case of DC shipped :)
you need some diet coke, chocolate, something salty and fattening, your girlfriends and a chick flick.
that doesn't work? you need a credit card and a couple of hours to blow some serious cash doing theraputic spending.
still not okay?
time for some good drugs. or good hugs--either one.
sorry, gal--hope you are drying your eyes....
Yep I did that just the other day. Poor Nick came home from lunch and when we walked in I just started bawling - he kept asking if he did something. I said "No" - it's just me....I was long over due for a good ole cry and boy did I - red face, smeared make-up and all. I felt so much better after. Sorry you had a bad week - we should have gotten together - Hope this week is better. Love Ya!
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