Emotions are a funny thing. They can drive us to tears of joy one minute and into a fit of rage the next.
All my life, I’ve been a crier. I cry when I’m frustrated. I cry when I’m happy. I cry when I’m sad, when I’m mad, when I’m stressed, when I’m tired. I cry when Cedric Diggory dies. Every. Single. Time. I cried at both of my sister’s high school graduations, and every Sunday at church. And just looking at my adorable grandfather brings me to tears. This might seem like I’m always crying … And honestly, that wouldn’t be that far from the truth.