With the film adaptation of The Fault In Our Stars already jerking tears out of audiences in the United States, it seems like a good time to address my most prominent—and least dangerous—addiction: crying. I don’t necessarily enjoy crying, but I find it very hard to give up; it would almost be like a non-lethal heroin addiction, except for the fact that that is A Very Tragic Thing and my weepiness is merely a response to minorly tragic events. Continue reading