Well, you know how sometimes it's just tender times, and it's been that way here lately. Everything makes me cry right now--happy things, sad things--it doesn't matter. I just. Cry. In fact, I cried that whole time I wrote this. But, as always whenever I write about the subject of mental illness, I hear from so many good-hearted people who are trying to get things right in their own lives. I feel honored to hear their stories.