i think there is a difference between watching a sad movie and crying over it, and actually feeling the pain in real life. the former seems therapeutic (especially for someone who doesn't express their emotions so freely in real life). on the other hand, the latter is something i personally would be happy to avoid. when the emotional pain is real, the romanticism of it seems to die away for me. i'm thinking here of heartbrake, loneliness, and depression mainly.
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