Males do not get to define me or any Females according to male character and values. I'm not what you say I am, YOU are what you say I am, you weak, emotional, unstable, childish, irrational, illogical, deceitful, idiots. I see you loud and clear, assholes.
Grief, I’ve learned, is really love. It’s all the love you want to give but cannot give. The more you loved someone, the more you grieve. All of that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes and in that part of your chest that gets empty and hollow feeling. The happiness of love turns to sadness when unspent. Grief is just love with no place to go. - Jamie from http://allmylooseends.com/2014/03/lights-wink/