This reminds me of the old me. I was never a crier when I was a child. My oldest sister died when I was 16 of bone cancer. I think I shed a few tears when Mom and Dad came home from the hospital and told us she was gone. But at the funeral I just sat there with all these feelings coming up and I couldn't cry. My other sister who is 18 months older than me just sat there and bawled. Later in life when we were more mature and could talk about it both said we were jealous of the other. She thought I was very composed and I was jealous because she could let it out.

Funny thing is that since I got married I can actually cry! I jokingly tell my husband that he is responsible for making me cry.

Tears are very therapeutic. Emotions are all from God and we need to use them correctly. And I think that even those of us who have had MS for several years we need to feel we can cry just for the heck of it. We have lost a lot of tings because of this but we have also gained a lot from it. A lot of insight, a lot friends and a lot of bills!

I understand just where you're coming from, Sally. It seems to me that the longer we live with this horrible -- HORRIBLE -- disease, the more painful it becomes in dealing with what it has taken away. There aren't many days that go by without shedding some tears due to the frustration of yet another "simple" task becoming a major obstacle. WHY, WHY, WHY (we're not supposed to ask), but WHY in the world does it have to be so hard to pull up your pants?? Hanging onto the chair for dear life, fighting the dizziness and weakness, trying to take care of business with one hand......WHY? What purpose can it possibly serve???

I'm sorry you're going through this too.....let's have a pity party together! And yes, I suppose going through life and dealing with all of this alone, doesn't help either. But then my neuro actually said "you certainly have good reason to cry". (((((Sally)))))

Pain- My mom, me, dd never cry. As Mom lay dieing of painful cancer, doctor expressed concern over her high pain level. At 3 Y.O. DD would not cry at immunization needles, causing nurses to gather round watching her. When she dislocated her shoulder and they snapped it back (OW!!!)
She chose to laugh, would not cry. Emotional stuff!!! We're all bawlers. Can make each other cry if we have tears in our eyes. Guess we think we're tough, but we're not so.