I seem unable to indulge in that most relieving of emotions - self-pity... I'm going through what's supposed to be the single most trying time of my life, yet squeezing out a single tear is the most arduous of tasks.

Yet it's supposed to be healthy. I need to pour out those emotions so that I dont end up indulging in self-destructive behavior...

A whole year has gone by and .... nothing.

Then a couple of days ago I decided to get caught up on Grey's Anatomy ... what is it about this series that opens up those silent streams every time? I dont get it.