Sad news is sad. And like any other person, I hate hearing sad news. I'm not afraid to admit that I'm an emotional person, no matter how hard I try to hide it most of the time. Even if an event doesn't involve me at all, I'll still feel something: I'll cry, I'll feel anger, I'll be happy.
So today, I've been feeling kind of down. Of course, because of the fact that I get so emotional over certain things, I like to think that I get more insight into a situation. I become a bit more perceptive of certain aspects of the situation, and today was no exception. False attitudes, lingering glances, a touch that lasted too long - they told me that everything isn't what it's being played out to be. There's a lot more pain behind those apathetic words and it made me hurt a little bit more. It also hurt a bit more to know that there was nothing I could do and nothing I could say to find out more about the situation or even help it.
It's almost a burden to always feel emotions and have to find out as much about an issue as possible. I think too much for my own good and speculate too much to be healthy. Dwelling on the details and possibilities of these situations makes me draw nonexistent parallels to my own life. Sometimes I just need someone to talk to about what I've been thinking, but right now that person is unavailable and, naturally, that hurts too.
Sad day is sad and Adrienne is too.