Yes, Big Girls do cry when their hearts are breaking, swallowing a pill that rips at the throat.

Crying is my life these days as the pain is unearthed from the depth of my inner child’s shame cave, where I hid it all. I did not know I hid it, but I did. No one understood, so what does one do? They stuff it.

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