Meditating on Jesus carrying the cross, I can feel different emotions. If I were with His Mother, Mary, I would just keep my arm around her to pull her close to me. I would not be able to find any words to say to her, just hug her close.
If I were alone, depending upon the crowd surrounding me I might react differently. Alone, I would be beside myself with compassion. I'd be a mess. My heart would be broken open.
If I were with fellow followers, we would all be weeping together. Our prayers would be audible.
If I were in with a crowd of "haters". I would just be silent and dying inside, so incredibly sad. Would I be ashamed because my hero was demoted to this horrendous spectacle? I don't think so. I believe He is Who He says He is. I might be confused, but my tremendous sorrow would be so overwhelming that I'd be traumatized into debilitating shock.