Can't stop the tears. They just keep on coming. And the thing I hate most about it is that I don't know why I'm crying. Maybe I'm stressed? Maybe I'm worried about therapy today? Maybe it's about something in the past. I just don't know. And that's why it hurts even more. All of this pain, coming from some place that I don't understand, and I don't know how to let it out. Crying should be a tool, not a weapon.