Tuesday, April 28, 2009
I'm a crier. It turns out. I think I always got a cry out now and again. The tear tides have turned and now I cry at most things. The thought of my baby girl, good times and bad. When I came home from a long business trip Monday, I cried when I saw her. When I'm happy, sad, tired, stressed, frustrated, overwhelmed with joy, for just about any reason, I cry it out. I don't think it's a bad thing and I certainly won't apologize for it. My name is jCg and I cry. Just thought you should know.