When I'm reading through these forums, and the internet in general, I see multitudes of posts and messages, each stating (Often in broken English) how badly they feel, how someone hurt them, how much life sucks, and so on. They don't do anything to make it sound less desperate, don't try to cover up their self-pity. I am, more often than not, disgusted, in a similar way that a stout working-man would be disgusted by the lazy and fat. But, I admitt, I often find myself wanting to do just that. To wail at anything, to bare my emotions. Yet, I find myself unable to. Is painting one's sadness with stories, third-person views or cleaver wording a sign of maturity, of self-control, or is it a show of weakness, of shame? Is being able to strip one's façade a sign of growth, of self-respect, or a show of weak-mindedness and childishness? Should one stand before others, unashamed of one's emotions, or should one show only what is decent, thinly disguise it so that the words are left unspoken, but the message is there?