Do you think crying makes you stronger? I am coming to terms with life, and learning so much about death, which is very good for the career path I’m headed down. I find myself torn wondering if I hold in the tears because I accept certain ideas and concepts. Do I let them flow or do I hold them in. Does it make me weaker to let them out? I know it doesn’t but still can’t help but to think that it demeans my strength. I didn’t start out wanting to do my final project for my humanities class talking about myself. I wanted to be more creative but as I sit here with thoughts running through my mind and life just bursting at the seams right in front of me I can’t help but think this is exactly what I should be doing. This is what I do anyway. I’ve always journaled. It is raw and it is real and it is me. There are no limits here within my mind. There are no limits within anyone’s mind. Every class I’m in right now is somehow teaching me that there are no limits. They are all joining together at the right times. Someone connecting and making sense deep within my mind. I should be studying for another class but at least I’m doing something scholarly. I think this is what it’s all about.
