people don't understand that i hurt sometimes too. a dear friend told me that yesterday. she said she has been guilty of it herself, of thinking i don't hurt, that i don't feel. she said it's a wall i've built, she watched me build it. she said she was sorry. she said the world wouldn't understand and i would have to accept that. i hated her for that. but she's a sister to me. and she's right. so i thanked her. she made me eat ice cream on the side of the road because it always makes me feel better.