Confession: I Get Sad When I Think About Sad Things

I know it may seem strange, but I get sad when I think about sad stuff. Broken-legged puppies, divorce, obituaries. It all makes me upset. “It’s OK to cry sometimes, don’t worry about it,” you would probably say to me, like my friends often do. But they don’t get it. I’m different from other people and I’m finally ready to admit it:
Sad things make me sad. There, I said it.
The other day, I was perusing Facebook and saw a picture of my ex. It made sad, thinking about our break up a few months back. Isn’t that insane? That thinking about an ex would make me—sometimes, on occasion—feel sad? I know it; you don’t have to tell me. I guess I’m just one of those lunatic girls who gets sad, like the victims on “Law and Order”, or the girls on “Girls”.

Recently I got so sad after visiting a friend’s grave that I called my dead friend’s sibling. “This is so nuts,” I said, “but I can’t stop being sad about Vanessa, and how she died recently.” Vanessa’s sibling, Eric, took a deep breath and said, “It’s not nuts. She just died. It’s OK to be sad.” But I knew he was just saying that to make me feel better. To make it seem like nothing was wrong with me. After all, I’m the crazy one who’s sad about a dead person, and he’s just the dead person’s brother I called at 2 a.m. after a downer episode of “Law and Order”.
I know I’m going to look back at this article and think to myself, “You are stupid.” I’ll be embarrassed I ever admitted that sometimes things make me feel sad. I’ll feel ashamed even after I realize that being occasionally sad at reasonable things is just who I am. I’ll probably look at the comments section and find a comment that says, “You are stupid,” and I will agree. Of course I will, because I am. And that makes me sad.