At two sections of the movie, tears rolled.
I always will know why.
Usually it is because I feel the implied pain, anguish or the bloody melting pox of emotions meshed into one- consisting feelings of sacrificial, feelings of loyalty outdated, feelings of being spent, feelings of unfairness, feelings of lost chances, and feelings of having to relent to the big thing called Life. Normally, like that, and I am beginning to feel either down or resentful. For a while.
Sometimes I don't feel like pick up my spirits. I would think - Why can't I just be bitter. Why do I have to be perky?
A woman who is made strong out of circumstances is not the same as a woman who grew to become strong.
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