Psh, amateurs. I come from a family of criers. We all hate that we get moved super easily, but we fucking cry when anything emotional happens. Men and women. We are all equal here.
Sad movie? We cry. Beautiful music? We cry. A nice sunset? Yep. We cry. So fucking annoying, but what can you do?
I genuinely thought there was something wrong with my boyfriend when I discovered that he isn’t a crier and can sit through a sad movie without showing emotion. I’m a bit jealous, ngl.
Aawww, your pookie bear isn’t sensitive enough?
Gonna cry about it?Mate, if you want me to start crying, just ask me about my thoughts on Lord of the Rings or Astrid Lindgren.
I can go from completely normal to ugly crying in a span of seconds once these two topics are brought up.
I’m actually jealous of you.
I think its great that you come from a family who let you express your emotions.
A good cry is such a great way to reset and recalibrate. I’ve cried once in the last decade, I wish I could cry more.
For me and many of my family members, it is a curse and we a embarrassed by it when it happens, lol.
I have had to flee a room a few times when something sad was happening because I am incapable pf controlling my emotions and I don’t want to take focus away from those who are dealing with something heavy in the moment. The worst case was one time while I was still getting my degree and the coordinator of my class came in and told us that one of his close friends and founders of our course had been found dead. My teacher at the time then asked us all to hug our neighbor and say something nice to one another and I just so happened to sit next to the class teddy bear who turned to me with this warm, tender look and was like “aw, Nangijala, I appreciate you” and then he started hugging me and I fucking exploded. Got up after the hug, ran to my coordinator who was fighting back tears himself and told him how sorry I was for his loss and then I fucking booked it and had to fight to calm down for a frigging hour before I could rejoin the classroom.
I have had a few situations like that and I absolutely hate that I can’t control myself and be a good friend who can comfort another. I have to leave the room because if I don’t I will bawl so hard that everybody will start to feel obligated to comfort me and I hate it.
I later volunteered with a classmate to sort through the dead guy’s stuff because our coordinator inherited most of his things and for good reasons, he just couldn’t do it himself. It’s a strange feeling to sort through a dead person’s things. It is weird that finding his diaries weren’t what felt like crossing a line. It was when we opened a box with his clothes in it that I felt like I was getting way to close to someone else. Words on a page that you accidentally read at a glance before putting it into a box is nothing. Holding the clothes that was on someone’s body at one point and smells of them and has a bit og wear and tear on them, that is just something that makes every alarm bell in your body go “NOOOOOOO”. it’s such a strange feeling. I suppose you’d know it if you have ever sorted through a dead person’s things. It is very emotionally exhausting. @,@ but yeah, I felt I owed my coordinator after making a scene.
The latest experience I had was when a close colleague told me about how one of his children’s classmate had passed away before the age of ten from cancer and how they had gone to the funeral. The entire time I was trying to not get emotional because this was my colleague’s experience and his sadness, but when he mentioned the priest’s speech about how nothing would ever be the same and that this was a terrible loss I completely broke down and he had to comfort me. It is an actual curse to be as sensitive as I am and I’m not even the most sensitive person in my family. We are utterly cursed. Just writing this comment had the waterworks sputter to life again.
On the other hand, what you describe doesn’t sound great either. I can’t imagine what it must feel like to be trapped with these emotions and not being able to express them even though they hurt just as much as they do in people who can cry. If sounds like a different kind of hell!
I’d love to give you a bit of my crybaby vibes if you give me a bit of you stoic ones. Maybe we would both become more balanced people, then 😂
I think you are wrong about how off-putting your tears are.
In my experience, when someone loses someone they care about, it is comforting for them for other people to be sad and feel the loss as well. I think that if instead of focusing on your own tears and your embarrassment when you get emotional, if you still focused on the other person while you were crying, they wouldn’t feel obligated to comfort you. Then they could just continue to share with you and be comforted by the fact that you empathized and were moved.
When my brother and SiL had a stillborn baby, I went to visit them. They genuinely seemed somewhat relieved to see me crying while we visited together.
I wonder how freaked out he was at the beginning seeing the whole family cry hah
I don’t think he minds. He’s a pretty chill dude, luckily.
Reminder to de-stigmatize mental health issues also for men.
Switch mom and dad and this was my house growing up. My dad routinely cried watching the news. It was wild to start dating and I had to learn that most men arent free with their emotions. My husband is a crier too. It’s nice, we like not guessing each others feelings.
I cry during sad movies. Fight me about it, bro.
I cry at the end of kids shows. Last airbender, gravity falls, amphibia, owl house and she-ra. They all got me good.
I cry when people hit me too hard. So, no.
I cry during happy movies, even. Whenever there’s any type of strong emotions I’m fighting back tears.
i almost cried when michael left the office, was a close call. i cried when he showed up to dwights and angelas wedding.
I cry when the wind hits my face 😭
i cry when i have to chop an onion. not because it hurts my eyes, but because it’s sad that it’s the end of the road after it worked so hard to grow up to be a big stinky onion.
I cry during the charge of the Rohirrim in Return if the King. It’s weird but its so emotionally charged for me I just can’t hold it. The horn blowing that announces their arrival on Pelenor fields announces my tears as well.
Hell yeah.
I cry at EVERYTHING. It’s honestly a little ridiculous. Especially if it is about a dog or if weirdos are nice to each other.
I find myself getting choked up often when there are powerful emotions on display. Sadness, joy, and even things like bravery. Dunno why, but I do. So did my Dad. Maybe it’s genetic.
Sometimes I cry happy tears when I hear kids having a grand old time playing at playgrounds. That sort of pure joy is so far from my grown-up experiences, it’s like my brain can’t process it anymore.
Hug fight!
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I don’t think I’ve ever seen my mom cry, except for the one time she dropped a metal hanger in her eye, and at my grandpa’s funeral (though she claims she cries all the time). I’ve seen my dad cry a decent amount. My grandma bottles more than a winery. My grandpa cried on occasion. We’re backwards from the stereotype. It’s weird.
Well shit. Eye didn’t see that one coming. All good now (I hope)?
Is your username a piano keyboard?
I never thought of that. It does look like a piano. If it is, its purely by coincidence.
Yup, her eye is all good, thankfully.
Okay good. I feel less horrible about such a shitty joke.
Healthy dads cry.
100% but we shield it from our kids so they don’t worry because, to be honest, the meme is unfortunately accurate and their mental health (and joy, more to the point) is my top priority.
Edit: context dependent. I won’t avoid a cry in front of them at my mother’s funeral if I feel the need. My dad passed before their time.
In general, yes, kids don’t need to know about all the little troubles of adulthood. But when you have a rare situation that makes you incredibly sad, like hearing of a friend passing away, being overburdened by stress at Work, … It’s better that kids know that crying is okay, others can take care of you and you get better again.
Not everyone is as suspectible to crying though and that’s fine
Totally. You don’t need to pretend to cry to make a point. I rarely cry but if I do it’s usually a relief to get it out. If the kids are around so be it. I don’t want to pretend to them that those feelings aren’t valid.
Ah, the american healthcare system is to blame! /s
I’ve told my kid, when we’ve taken him to the hospital, don’t worry about your mother, look at me. If I’m good, you’re good.
D-I-V-O-R-C-E
Yeah… No. I’d definitely prefer to see my kid cry than bottle my emotions up to lash out later
You could always act strong for the kid and share the issues with your partner, friends etc. Not crying in front of your kid doesn’t mean you aren’t dealing with the emotions or the issues that cause it
But why hide it? Why not normalise expressing emotions and talking to people about them?
Acting strong can give confidence and hope to others. And at some point emotional stability can be good, if one is an otherwise frequent crier
