I cried on main street in august after a fight with my dad. apparently, I had walked "too fast and too far" and he wanted to walk through the shops before we stopped to watch Wishes. Well, he didn't say any of that to begin with he just said "Ok, let's walk towards the castle" and then we set off. And it was all my fault.
So I started crying and thank heavens that I had a friend with me who caught me crying before he did and yanked me off to the other side of the street under the premise of buying a hat for her grandmother. It gave me enough time to cool off a bit.
But I still cried when Wishes started because I was already so emotional. I usually tear up a bit at Wishes, but I was full out bawling this time.
My dad has anger issues. It's not the first time he's made me cry and it probably won't be the last.