... and when I finally had the patience to listen, this is what I heard:
"Don't assume you have the right to tell me whether I should or shouldn't cry. Whether you would have cried if faced with the same pain doesn't make a difference to me and what I am currently feeling. Anyway, you can't possibly feel the exact same pain I feel because you're not God. My nerves are my nerves; if you saw me cut then took a knife and cut yourself, that would be your pain, not mine. It's the same with my heart. You can't know what it feels.
"However, if you dare admit your inability to do anything to remove my pain, you may sit by my side, take my hand, and cry with me."