I’ve realised why I cry at the things I do…
like Glee, like when the family members are reunited on Biggest Loser, at happy moments that I see and now I know, it struck me like a lightning bolt to the heart.
I cry because these are the things I always wanted but never had at school I wanted to feel like I fitted in, I wanted a happy adolescence, I wanted a happy family, I wanted a strong unit, I wanted to feel unconditional love and support, I wanted people to accept me for me, they don’t have to like me, just accept me.
I know this will never happen,
and that is why I will continue to cry those tears, they may not burn my skin, but the cause burns my heart.