My Sadness, My Pain

People sometimes seem annoyed that I do not "share," that I do not offer them my sadness or my pain so they might respond to it.  I do not wish I could do what they want, and in a sense they would not appreciate I have no interest in how they might acknowledge what I feel.  There is none of this "sharing" in part because I do not want what they would offer; and in part I want my feeling to stay my own, something about which I might tarry but which is available to no one else.