“If your dad doesn’t make it,” I begin and his expression falls, “let yourself cry, OK? One of the worst feelings in the world is being unable to cry and eventually it… starts to make things darker.”
“let yourself cry, OK? One of the worst feelings in the world is being unable to cry and eventually it…starts to make things darker.”
“One of the worst feelings in the world is being unable to cry and eventually it..starts to make things darker.”
“No matter how much I feel, I’m not going to let it out. If I have to cry, I’m gonna cry on the inside. If I have to bleed, I’ll bruise. If my heart starts going crazy, I’m not gonna tell everyone in the world about it. It doesn’t help anything. It just makes everyone’s life worse.”
“Now that Dad was crying, I was, like, both of us can't be sitting on rocks in Antarctica crying. “It's going to be OK, Dad.”
“I started to cry then, and I cried for a long time without making much noise. I cried and cried like a little kid.”