Iliana sat in her bathtub. She kept crying and crying and crying for hours. She had never lived like this before. He bathtub became a bathtub of tears. Each droplet carried memories of lost dreams and past loves, but mainly she was missing her parents Jacob and Mary.
She soaked, she let the pain wash over her, releasing it to the depths below. By the end, she felt lighter, free from the weight of her sorrow. She thought to herself that she would regain her lost composure. Crying her heart out made her sane and rational again. Crying can be healthy for people's mental health if they decide to never do it for the same thing over and over again.
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