Spontaneous outbursts of tears.
Every month or so, a welling up of emotions will occur, a critical point will be reached and a silent cascade of tears will fall from my eyes, running down my cheeks.
I am very lucky when this happens alone, or when I can catch it in time to run to the bathroom to cry alone, but there have been unexpected times, like once in the middle of class, and another time in the middle of a book club meeting, where a topic of conversation mixed with a swirling of undercurrent emotions has gotten me so wound up that in front of everyone, while speaking, I just began to cry.
People tend to view me as a strong person, so when they see me cry their faces kinda look like this .
So yeah, to be a girl.