I keep working, thinking, talking when I cry and my husband laughed delightedly the first time he encountered it and was thrilled because with his ex-wife she could only cry and he didn't know what to do but I, in a sense, take care of myself/responsibility and keep trying to move forward, even though it hurts so bad. But with my husband's response, which I value, I feel more comfortable "looking dumb," (what I think I look like) crying and continuing to talk at the same time (like being cut and bleeding but still trying to fight?) and the other person, my T, psychologically/emotionally reaching out to help me, obviously listening hard and responding warmly, etc. makes it worth while to me.