I was just thinking about two Wednesday's ago, going thru 3 hours of talking about my life, and I was holding stuff together pretty well, but I just felt tears bubbling up and I couldn't stop them towards the end. In retrospect, I think that's probably the same pattern I've had all my life with hurt, jealousy, humiliation, you name it. I've gotten skilled at denying the emotions.

I think the fact that you feel strongly is a good thing, mls. Better expressed than repressed.