It'd be more accurate to ask me what movies don't make me cry these days. The short answer is "Everything". The longer answer isn't really less confusing, and centers, more or less, on what manages to push my buttons ( Read more... )

I have claustrophobia. It's very hard for me to go down into a cellar, or under the ground, even being cooped up in my husband's pick up will give me a small panic attack, but I think I've hidden those reactions pretty well. It's embarassing, humiliating, and gods aren't supposed to be neurotic. And it's not like I can't trace this problem back to ( Read more... )

I am afraid ( Read more... )