I'm not crying. I do however, have a lump stuck in my throat that has been there for the past few weeks. People keep saying things and it almost pushes me over the edge but not quite.
"Are you ok?" Yes - I'm fine. (I wish)
"Don't you mind being on your own at Christmas?" - No, doesn't bother me. (as if)
"You're looking stressed?" - Well I'm not, I'm fine (Oh don't get me started)
"You sure you're ok? ...... Throwme? You sure you're ok? " - "yes
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I can't keep it up much longer. But what's the point in crying? doesn't get you anywhere does it.