I'm an emotional rock, aren't I? Impervious to all of life's hardships. I am not bothered by sadness and depression of those around me. I don't feel pity or sympathy. I don't care. Is that how you would describe me? Really? Obviously you don't know me. I'm not the tough girl you think that I am. There are days I come home and cry, literally break down. It breaks my heart to see those who have nothing die or live in anguish. I can't stand to see the people I care about upset. I may act tough, but inside, I'm ready to shatter.