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At 27, crying is now only a momentary release. It doesn’t represent any prolonging feeling because there are none. Whenever I cry about anything or burst into tears, the only thing it represents is that I care. I care about sexual assaults, lonely kittens, broken children, wounded women, injustice, and inequity. The only thing my tears tell me is that I care and that I have compassion. And that it is a good, good thing.