sympathies

so, after much deliberating about sharing my feelings for all the world to see, i've decided the phone calls and e-mails were eating up a large chunk of my plentiful free time--explaining why i think they laid me off, what i'm going to do now and whether i ever want to return to journalism or the paper.
here's my best response to a "how are you doing?":

during routine activities, such as grocery shopping, I'm perfectly pleasant. but when i read emails or field phone calls from all the people at the paper who love me, i'm destroyed inside and sob uncontrollably. you are all such beautiful people.
i'm still very confused, and will most likely be haunted for quite some time about why exactly I was singled out.