For me, I know that my mother would want me to go away and pretend nothing hurt and just deal with it on my own and not bother her. But T would want me to come in and be with him so he could comfort me and soothe me - or at least tell me that that is how it was supposed to be, that that is what people do for each other, not to isolate, but to look for love and you'll find it out there / here.