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Eloisa, I hope, today, you are feeling a little better.  Don’t you just love it how your family gathers around you in your time of need?  They know that you are their strength, their anchor and if you are unhappy they will rally around you.

When I am sad, I just watch all my movies that make me cry: Jean Cocteau’s Belle et Bete, Jane Eyre with Timothy Dalton and read all my “keeper” books that make me cry.

I love that book!  We read it in our house all the time.  Sometimes, I’ll just tell the husband that I think I’m moving to Australia or I don’t want to wear my railroad train pajamas. 

I don’t cry a lot, but I will if I’m overwhelmed or hit with a lot of confrontation.  I don’t cry a lot when I’m sad though.

The husband cries, not often, but he will.  Lately, he does during television shows.  A lot. 

When we have a bad day, we do the normal thing - we take it out on each other. 

I’m sorry you had a cruddy day, Eloisa! Hope today wakes you up with a new perspective.

I love to cry. Not that I do it that often, but I find crying to be very cathartic. Like you, I don’t like to cry in public, but generally for me a good cleansing cry helps me. It’s kind of an outpouring of stress, and then I’m done.

The men in my life? They try to fix it. But they’re learning. Sometimes I cry. I want someone to hug me, and bring me chocolate, I don’t need you to fix it.

My word ver? “looked34.” “Looked21” would have been better

*hugs* Eloisa.

Once in a while I love to have a good cry. Sometimes you just need to. It releases so much for you.
Sadly, I cry when I get mad and that’s a bit embarrassing. Imagine trying to argue with your jerk of a boss who’s just called you a liar and in between all the f-words you look like a leaky faucet. Not very intimadating *g*
My husband crys at times. Not often, mostly when he’s scared for me or our son.
The last time I really cried. Ugly-red-faced-runny-nose cried was Teresa’s fault. I listened to her and watched Cinderella Man. SOB FEST. I needed 2 boxes of tissues.

Oh, Eloisa, I’m sorry about the crappy day.  I hate when it all hits at once like that.  Yesterday seemed to be a bad day for lots of people so let’s skip 2/28 next year.

You’ll have to forgive me I just can’t picture your DH in the Supranos.  I know, the Italian thing, but I just can’t picture him in that group. *g*

I’m with bookwormkim.  I cry when I get really angry.  It’s very annoying since I hate to cry.  Which means crying makes me even angrier which makes me cry more and it’s just a visious cycle.  I do think having a good cry is usually good for you.  It never fails to make me feel better about a situation that seems earth shattering.  Somehow it loses some of the shattering aspects once I’ve cried it all out.

Here’s to today being a much better day. 

Hugs
TerriO

((((Eloisa)))) Sending you warm fuzzies and big comforting hugs.  I hope this will be a sunnier, happier day for you.

I cry all the time - at commercials, movies, books, etc. but those are what I call “little cries”.  Big, gulping, heart-wrenching sob fests I save for the “special” occasions and they are almost exclusively done in private.  I find them to be great stress relievers and very healing though, thankfully, these days I don’t have the need for them very often.  As a matter of fact, the last one was a year ago this month.

I cried a lot when my kids were toddlers (totally overwhelming days there!) Now, I mostly cry because of the emotional stories I read.  Which feels good sometimes, but mostly it’s very inconvenient (I wear contacts and if the crying is prolonged I can’t see!)

When my DH and I first got married he would get totally frustrated with my being unhappy or sad and crying.  He is a man, after all, and wanted to fix it - drilling me with questions and coming up with solutions, when all I needed was a little comforting.  We have progressed leaps and bounds from then.  Now I can call him in the middle of the day and cry on the phone and he tells me he loves me and to hold on until he can get home to give me a hug!  If I’m crying around the kids he just tells them that Mommy needs a hug and some TLC.

I use to think it wasn’t good for my kids to see me cry, but I’ve changed my mind on that.  I think it helps them to see me sad and then get happy again.  I think it’s very healthy, especially for little boys, to see emotion and learn how to deal with it.  (As long as it’s not a real problem like clinical depression or something!)

Eloisa - I hope today is better!!!

((HUGS)) Eloisa! Here’s hoping today is a day that sees all your dragons slain and the treasure chest full of gold safely ensconced in your basement (where you can roll around in piles of gold coins with nobody watching).

I cry constantly. I swear I have defective tear ducts. Good books. Sad movies, happy movies, sappy commercials even. Arguments. Weddings. And often while writing.

I-m pathetic.

Thanks so much for all the hugs, everybody!  Today is indeed a better day.  For one thing, I’m not going to the office and I’M STILL IN MY PAJAMAS!

And I may wear them for the rest of my life.

I think there’s nothing like a cathartic crying session to give you a sense of what’s important: my children, pajamas, chocolate, children, pajamas, husband…

*g*

Eloisa

Eloisa, Sorry for your bad day.  It sounds like we work at the same college, although I work in Student Affairs and not the English Dept.

I am a self-confessed cry baby.  My whole family is constantly giving me a hard time because of it.  I went to the doctor a couple of weeks ago and was feeling sorry for myself so I cried, made worse when I had to mention (while giving the family health history) my brother who passed away in October.  When the doctor came in, he actually asked me if I was thinking about hurting myself and if I needed medication.  I had to explain that I’m just a crybaby.

MY ex-husband was very unsympathetic about it, and in fact, while I was pregnant (and cried more because of the raging hormones) he was constantly telling me to “quit squalling,” which just made me cry all the more.  I got rid of him so I can cry all I want and nobody can tell me to quit squalling.

Wow. thank you for a fabulous post! Hope today is better than yesterday!

We hauled that wonderful book out to read with our son when he was little over and over—sometimes when he was the one with a bad day, sometimes when it was one of us. Wore it out! Bought a new one and got it autographed when the author spoke at a—get this: “Women, Power and Spirituality” conference! And found out that she started submitting her creative writing when she was in her early teens and didn’t get anything accepted til her late twenties!  She gave me strength and inspiration to carry on and I still have the book!

So yes, I do cry when things feel really dark and bleak, tho if it’s a traumatic crisis I hunker down and don’t feel at all for a while til things ligthen up. And yes, hubby almost never cries. He can remember seeing tears in his dad’s eyes only twice; for me, once in my dad’s eyes. I think our son does better, tho the result was he had to cope with being labaled a sissy sometimes. But our goal was to raise a son who was in touch with his feelings and able to express them, and I think he’d say we succeeded and that life’s better that way!

Adriana

When words or actions fail, a good cry is just plain cleansing.  I’m with you Eloisa, I like crying.  When I have worked through a good cry, I feel like I am ready to pull my boot straps up and take on the world.  I almost feel as if a good cry, brings on new energy and strength.

Nothing follows a good cry better then Chocolate Raspberry truffles by Lindt Chocolate. Talk about a taste of heaven

BTW, my two 11 year olds just finished Bridge to Terabinthia and loved it.  I have this really warped belief:  If my children want to see a movie that was first a book, they must read the book before I will take them to the movie.  This last year they have read a lot of books, and I have gone to a lot of movies based on these books.

Eloisa, have a better day!

I hope you have a much better day today!!  I also cry when I get really angry.  I used to have a male boss and when I would get mad and start crying he would sigh and tell me to get it together.  I now a stay at home mom and when I cry my kids give me kisses and say boo boo all better now.

I also cry at really sappy tv commercials and really sad stories especially if they involve young children or animals.

Eloisa,
When you have pajamas on after 10 am, they translate over to “Lounge Wear”.
Sounds more dignified.

Oh, Julie-Lynn,

I like that rationale.

I’ve never forgotten an EVERYBODY LOVES RAYMOND show where Raymond was going out and leaving Deborah for some special time alone and he looked through the window and she was sobbing and he thought there was something wrong with her like an affair or something.

But of course it turned out that she couldn’t wait for him to leave just so she could put some sad music on the stereo and just bawl her eyes out and it was something she looked forward to a great deal

And I’m convinced our ability to cry is the reason we live longer than men!

My husband usually only cries over a dead or dying pet and OLD YELLER and MY DOG SKIP.  (Which is why he refuses to watch them again.) But I think I did catch a tear in his eye during our first viewing of LONESOME DOVE.

Teresa,
Everybody Loves Raymond is so funny.

Did you ever see the one where Deborah had PMS.  Talk about belly laugh with tears.

Has anyone looked at Lisa’s new web page.  Very Classy!

You need some comfort food, Eloisa.  May I suggest some sort of stew or starchy carb?--and certainly more chocolate! 

And the jammie day (sorry, “lounge wear” day as Julie-Lynn suggested) is just as necessary as the crying day--it’s the recovering your emotional strength day today. 

I cry a lot more the older I get.  Pretty much any emotion that comes on strong enough--joy, fear, anger, shame, pride etc--comes out in tears for me.

But I can also relate to your best friend, particularly during those times I want to exude a strong front (i.e., when I’m pissed).  The crying in that situation just makes me feel like I caved.

My husband tosses and turns in bed more than cries, but he’s been known to do that too.  I think it helps that he’s not American and doesn’t have any screwy ideas about the unmanliness of tears.

Eloisa--sorry to hear about your bad day yesterday.  Glad things are better today for you.  I, too, do the stay in the jammies/lounge wear after a particularly stressful day.  It just seems to make me feel better when I’m comfy.  I suggest a cup of Godiva hot chocolate.  There’s nothing better to with the jammie/lounge wear!

A good cry feels so good at times and seems to cleanse things.  I’m a sucker for sad movies (An Affair to Remember) and all the stories from Christina’s blog yesterday had me tearing up. 

--dorothy

I’m glad today is a better day for you Eloisa!

I’m a crybaby, I’m very emotional. I have cried when bosses have been mean. I cried the first and only time I was pulled over by the police about 2 years ago. When I had clinicals at the nursing home I cried every night all the way home and sometimes while I was there. I never use it to get out of anything, I just hold back as long as I can but that never lasts long. If I see someone crying, even someone I don’t know, I’ll cry. Yes I’m just a crybaby, sometimes it’s embarrassing and sometimes it feels good to get it all out. Children are the best tough and they are so sweet and try to do anything to make you happy, which makes me smile and cheers me up.

Alas, I am one of the people that cries at a moments notice. Even when I think about sad things, my eyes tear up. I really hate this, especially when it happens in public, but I still haven’t found a cure for it. Growing a thicker skin is a slower process than it seems. Worse, I teach too and the little kiddies can always smell blood in the water.
However, I do feel better after a cry and am able to put things in perspective. I usually watch a bit of the BBC’s version of Pride and Prejudice (doesn’t matter where it starts) and Jane Austen always makes life a little better.

Hi Eloisa!

I’m not much of a crier. I don’t break down watching movies, or reading books.  I feel emotion but not the urge to cry.  There must be something wrong with me.

I do remember crying a few years ago when I didn’t think I could take one more bad thing happening.  I was driving in the car and yelling at God, that even though everyone says he doesn’t give you more than you can handle, he messed up with me. I told Him I couldn’t take anymore. Well, I was sobbing in the car, drove to a nearby park and pulled myself together before I went home.  Things did turn around after that. 

I just spend time alone when I’m overwhelmed and just sit and think. Nothing else.

Glad today is a good day for you....I should try one of those “lounge-wear days”.  (My family will think I’ve gone mad.)

So I fell down the stairs this morning. All the way down.

Despite that nice good mornings start, my day hasn’t been too bad (yet!).

I’m a closet cry baby. I try to keep a dignified front, but who knows if I’m even good at that? Anyway, chocolate is a must, and a romance (or all-time favorite book) is a necessity.  My fixer-upper is just burrowing myself in bed, shamelessly snacking on this great English toffee bar from a local chocolatier, and cuddling up with a good read, all with Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald, or Josh Groban on in the background.

Just reading makes it all better--I mean, your day can’t be that bad compared to your heroine, who is being forced by her family to marry a crotchety old man, or is being spirited away by a mysterious man (or both).

I hate crying.  But I do it all the time.

I’m another one of those people who cries when angry, which is soooo frustrating. 

I cry at TV commercials (the new Pedigree dog pound one?  Major sob!  The GM robot one that aired during the Oscars?  I even teared up at that!), sad songs, books, movies, you name it.

Really big cries I try to avoid, but they are necessary every once in a while.  I hate them because I feel awful afterwards.

Eloisa! I hope you are feeling better, but you probably NEEDED that cry! I have days like that where I just can’t feel better until I let out the emotion.
While I don’t enjoy crying, I seem to do a lot of it. I watch movies that make me cry.. On purpose. It doesn’t matter how many times I see Steel Magnolia’s, I cry like a baby. Same goes for Sense and Sensibility, The Fisher King and When Harry Met Sally. I cried the other day watching General Hospital. I cry during Star Trek movies.

I have seen my boyfriend moved to tears a few times. I wouldn’t say it was a full on crying jag, just wet eyes! The last time was when we went to see Dream Girls, but you didn’t hear that from me!!!

Julie-Lynn, I do exactly the same thing with my children and books!  The longest thing my son read was Lord of the Rings, because he was so desperate to see the movies (ah, peer pressure).  But he made it through all three volumes.

And I’m exhilerated by how many other people out there cry all the time too!

Yeah US!

Eloisa

((((((((((Eloisa)))))))))) I’m glad you’re feeling better today!

GRRR I just lost my post as there were too many characters. Attempt 2 (the truncated version). I don’t like to cry - or show emotion. Just me I guess. If I work hard I can bury them - books are a good distraction. I may cry today though. I’m taking my mother to see the oncologist as her cancer is active again. I have no idea what he will say. I’d rather not go in but I’m more likely to ask questions and there is no one else.

Prudence I’m glad things have turned a corner for you I was asking myself the same question yesterday that you asked yourself. I feel the saying ‘the straw that broke the camel’s back’ is rather relevant!

orannia

PS The ending in Herald’s Price by Mercedes Lackey always makes me cry. As does a story about a man, a young woman and a bird set around the time of Dunkirk..although I can’t remember the title! That’s going to drive me mad...OK..more mad

Hug to you Eloisa, I’m glad you’re having a better day..
The only time I’ve seen my hub cry was when he was leaving for a year to Iraq..from no where he started in...funny, I didn’t (but had been for a week before!) I have to do the mental vacation thing, sometimes, if things start getting too emotional, in church, or in movies, or else, I’m a gonner. I don’t know why, but old 40’s songs, popular during WWII make me cry (even though I’m not of that generation) and Christmas songs, even the ‘happy’ ones..yes, I’m a freak.. I think I’m in good company, here, though

I’m a crier too! I cry at anything and everything! It gives my family joy to tease me about it, but I can’t help it!

orannia, I hope the news is good regarding your mom.  Be strong whatever the outcome.  I’ve learned we really don’t have any other option.

And thank you for the kind words.  My life is wonderful now.

Sometimes I hate crying.  Mainly I hate it when I’m furious.  I cry when I get good and truly mad, and it makes me feel like I’m showing a weakness.  I hate to cry when I’m sad, because I feel like my heart is breaking or I’m hurt, and it hurts.
One time, I was so furious at a work situation that I was outright bawling and babbling when I called my husband during the workday.  He came rushing home to see what the matter was, because he couldn’t understand me on the phone, and when I told him, he sighed with relief and said, “I thought someone had DIED or something.” He wasn’t belittling my feelings, in fact, the fact he dropped everything and came home made me feel better; I never expected him to do that.  He was just relieved it wasn’t what he was afraid it was.  That’s how often I lose it.

I like to cry when I watch a movie that makes me cry, or read a book that makes me cry, because I can pretend crying has nothing to do with me, and I get the emotional release to any stress that’s probably been building up in me.

I’m not a big crier but there have been a few times I just fell apart and flood the room with tears, sobs, big gulping, back shuddering wails. And it almost always feels better afterwards. Except for the sinus congestion.

wait wait! I take that back. I cry EVERY SINGLE TIME I see the last scene of the *original* Incredible Journey --the part where they hear Bowser barking and he comes running over the hill? Every single time and if Doodah is with me we sit there wrapped in one antoher’s arms sobbing.

I feel your pain.  Every morning this week I have not wanted to get out of bed, but I do, and every day this week has sucked like a leech.

I haven’t been able to cry… althought i feel i should.  I work with six guys… they wouldn’t know what to do with me!

And I don’t have time for down time from this sucky week. 

(Meanwhile, I hope you are doing better)
I’m praying for the weekend!

Might I recommend a small book for anyone who needs to feel better?

“Just Hand Over the Chocolate, and Nobody will Get Hurt!”

((((((((Eloisa)))))))) I’m so glad your family lets you cry as much as you want while comforting you.

I always feel so much better afterwards, and then I’m ready to listen to the male solutions. Its when Hubby insists that I listen and fix what was wrong before I’ve cried enough that things don’t go well in our house. I’m rather relieved to read that I’m not the only watering pot around. Thanks everyone!

Seinding more virtual chocolate and hugs your way.

ANNALEE, hope you didn’t hurt anything this morning.  That’s why I live in a one story house.  I’m really talented at falling down stairs. 

Just out of curiosity, which chocolate shop has those toffee bars?  I love toffee bars!  I haven’t been there in a while but
3 Sisters is a ‘must visit’ anytime I’m in town. 

Orianna:

I think you mean Paul Gallico’s _The Snow Goose_, and yes, that would do it. I just sniveled my way through the movie “Amazing Grace,” and enjoyed every minute of it. I seldom have big crying jags anymore, and my husband is very grateful.

martha

((((Eloisa))))--glad that today is an improvement over yesterday.  A good cry, chocolate and staying in your pajamas is always a good thing.

I cry very easily--commercials, movies, books, watching my kids perform at school, etc.  My 11 year old son gets a kick out of the fact that I’ll cry at movies.  Sometimes, I catch him, too.  My daughter (age 7) is a crier like me.  My 14 year old son cried at MY DOG SKIP and THE IRON GIANT--not something he’d want his friends to know.

My DH cried when he left on deployment and when his mom was sick and we knew she wouldn’t make it.  He always holds me when I cry, so it was nice to do the same for him.

I love a good cry--it’s cathartic and always makes me feel better in the end.

My word verification is been 18--shedding a nostalgic tear for being young and carefree.

Oh, Eloisa, your Very Bad Day must have blown south with the rain.

I cried at work today. A coworker, with whom I’ve tried very hard to maintain a cordial relationship, was rude and disrespectful to me in front of a donor. This is the second time this has happened. 

I’ve tried to excuse his behavior as youthful ignorance, but today, he just plain, flat-out hurt my feelings. I kept it together until the blood drive was over, then I ran to the Ladies and cried my eyes out.

After I came out, eyes and nose red, he approached me and asked if he could speak to me.  ( I’m so proud of myself,here)..I looked him in the eye and said in a quiet, yet firm voice, “Steven, right now, I don’t wish to speak to you.” And I walked away!

I think I’ve cried more on this job than any other I’ve ever had, and I hate it. Normally, I’m rather stoic, so my only excuse is menopause...either that, or I REALLY hate my job! LOL!

Well, it’s almost dinner time in this part of the world and I hope you are still in your jammies.  It seems I’m having your yesterday today!  Because I seem to find myself running hither and yon, I cry alot in the car.  I can only imagine what folks think of me.  I also scream loudly in the car.  And I curse - in two languages.  I am sure your husband had a choice string of them yesterday.  After all is said and done, I usually end up giving myself a sore throat and runny nose for a day or too.

My husband gets very quiet when he has a bad day or when something goes very wrong.  He doesn’t cry when he’s upset but will cry at tender moments in movies or shows and yesterday when I read a piece or two from the “Father” blog.

Here’s some cyber-chocolate for you!

Eloisa, I am so glad that Today is a better day for you. I read your blog early this morning and have been thinking about it all day. My first thoughts were….these people…your publisher, students, the English Dept. are Lucky that you care enough about them to cry.
Which started me thinking about Stuff like …
When I was younger I hardly ever cried. Why not?
I had plenty to cry about.
When I was told that my DD had relapsed I didn’t cry. I said “shit”. For hours that’s all that I said. Crying was for quitters.
When I had a second car totaled out around me in less than three months. I didn’t cry. I didn’t want my children to know that I was hurt. Crying was for sissies.
When I had to go back to Hyde Park and say goodbye to my son in front of 4 TV crews I didn’t cry. I was told not to come if I was “going to lose my composure.” Crying was for cowards.
I can think of a hundred different instances that I didn’t cry …and I wonder WHY THE HELL NOT? Why didn’t I cry?

PART TWO:
I am tired of not being allowed to cry if I FEEL like it. When I FEEL like it. And I am fed up with being told HOW and WHEN to feel BAD about something that I have every right to Feel BAD about!
I’m declaring my Independence from Unemotionalism.  It is my ability to feel that makes me Human.  And if the things that I am feeling, be it Passion, Joy, Grief, Anger, Compassion, Frustration, whatever, make me cry then GOOD! Let me celebrate the fact that despite everything…I can still cry. 
Am I angry? Yes I am. I am angry at my self for buying into the BS that crying is bad. And Why is it that if we are Women and we cry in public we are weak? But if a man cries in public he is sensitive? 
A Real Women isn’t afraid to cry. 
Neither are Real Men.
IMO.  Julie

I love Alexander. Just seeing the blog title made me smile.

Eloisa, we had a thread going on your board several weeks ago--music to cry by--because many of us recognized the therapeutic value of a good cry.

Count me among the easy criers. Song lyrics, books, movies, sentimental commercials, and extraordinary, unexpected acts of kindness--they all make me cry. I cry when I am mad too, and I hate those tears.

And, Santa, your car activities made me laugh because I cry, fuss, and pray in my car, and it’s the only place I curse.  I don’t think I get as many strange looks now as I did in the pre-cell-phone days.

I cry all the time, it makes me feel better too. Like, somehow, the pressure in my head goes away a little.
Anything can set me off, a good movie or book, even a sad comertial or a song. It makes me feel better, alittle more relaxed once it’s all done - I also cry for other reasons, of course - but the funny thing is that, I rarely cry about stuff in my real life.

I developed the teory that I cry all the time, so that when something sad happens to me - like my grandmother’s death - I can bear it, I can put a small disance between me and the pain so I can wait until it doesn’t hurt so much and I can deal. Because, it happened ot me very cleary when Grandma died, I knew that if I started to cry I would never stop.  So at the moment, I was able not to cry, and it wasn’t until about a month later that I finally broke down in tears and it was for the most random thing, but it allowed me to get some closure over my grandma.

I don’t mind crying. When I was younger I used to see it as a weakness, but not anymore. It’s part of me, and of life.

Glad today is better, Eloisa!

I’m a pro bawler.  Commercials, cartoons, songs, movies, books - you name it.  I had to quit reading Jodi Picoult’s books because I cried so much. 

And now I’ve started crying for absolutely no reason, although I do believe it’s hormones.  My poor husband doesn’t know what to do.  But after a hearty cry, I feel fine.  I’ve also read recently that you release hormones in your tears.  I apparently have plenty to spare at the moment because I’m definitely a fountain! 

When I went through a death in my family, my two places to cry were the shower and the car.  I couldn’t take a shower for a couple of months without sobbing.

Crying can be a good thing!

Sorry to be late offering a hug, but I’m glad your day was better Eloisa! (And to you who had your bad days today--have a much brighter tomorrow.)

I’ve always been a crying mess, but I hide it at work.  I refuse to apologize for it at all, even though it’s gotten worse in my 40’s with my hormonal derangement.

I cry at commercials.  (I regularly make the drive from NY to Burlington MA, and I pick up a country station from Norwalk to the MA line.  There I am sobbing away to Jesus Take the Wheel.  I should be shot!)

Husband enters room to see me weeping over keyboard while attempting to work.

He:  Are you okay?
Me:  Yes and no.
He:  Does this have anything to do with me?
Me:  No, you’re off the hook....this time.
He:  Does it require dessert, a hug, or would it be the better part of valor if I left town?
Me:  Eeny, meeny, minee, moe....

That very conversation has repeated itself countless times in our marriage.  Oh, and since I work from home (when I’m here), I’ll change from jammies, into gym clothes, come back from the gym and shower to put on “work” flannel jammie bottoms and a tee shirt.  Husband calls me “Vinny the Chin”

(Yell if someone needs that explained.)

I cry over movies but when it’s because I feel bad I don’t do it. Firstly it doesn’t seem to melt my husband like it should lol but mainly because I have allergies and my nose totally closes up and I can’t breathe and then I really feel horrible and almost panicky it’s so bad.

There are so many posts here that I was nodding in agreement with...all except for Connie’s.  That would be the woman who has cried “a few times”.  Um...who is that?

I cried today too--but that was because I channeled all my angst into a book and wrote a tear-jerking chapter.  Beware everyone! This chapter is a doozy!

Eloisa

Oh Eloisa!  I’m so sorry you had a bad day.  I’m glad you stayed home in your lounge wear today!  I’m sending you more virtual chocolate, too! 
I hate crying.  I feel worse when it’s over than when I started.  It doesn’t solve anything.  And, I look dreadful.  But I seem to be doing a lot of it lately.  I thought I was over that - I’m postmenopausal and have been for almost a decade!  And my husband always says exactly the WRONG things.  He means well, but even after ummm 34 years, he’s still clueless.  Maybe husbands should have scripts? 
Mostly instead of crying I either rant or just get sad and withdraw.  I rant a lot lately, too.  Spring is always stressful for teachers.  Oh, and because I’m a teacher, I never ever cry around my students. 
And on a more cheerful note, don’t you just love Judith Viorst!  I always enjoy her books about her boys.  Nice to know that they are grown up guys now.  Adriana, I’m envious of your meeting with J. Viorst.  She writes lovely books. 
And my sign in is getting 35.  LOL- I wish!

I LOVE to cry...I watch sappy movies and read my favorite book for that purpose...to have a good cry!  My hubby hasn’t gotten very good at figuring out my level of sorrow from my cries...like when I’m crying over my dad he wraps his arms around me and just strokes my back and hair.  When I’m frustrated and mad he asks me why and what I’m going to do to fix it.  When I cry over him being deployed...well, he’s not there, but he comes back and that makes it all better.

That’s supposed to say “My hubby HAS gotten very good...” Stupid fingers

Oh, Eloisa! Hugs to you!

I’m a crier, too. It makes me feel better—especially when stressed, which is a daily occurrence these days. I sat in my boss’s office and cried last week about my freakish, deep, dark fear that I’m never going to finish this MA and that I must finish it b/c the PhD program starts in Aug. Oh, yes. It was a messy day.

I don’t have a significant other in my life at the moment, but I tried to talk to my brother (who constantly unloads on me) about my stress the same evening and he just didn’t get it. I cried all the way home in my car. It was good, cathartic. The world looks different through dried tears.

I cry at sappy movies, musicals (b/c I think of how my mom would’ve loved it), and the oddest things. I cried at the puppy commercial from the Superbowl. I couldn’t bear anyone being mean to that poor dog.

My oddest crying moment happened standing at the back of the theatre a few years ago at the end of Ragtime. My boss walked up next to me. And I’m bawling ****spoiler**** b/c Mother had just called out to little Colehouse and he comes running out into her arms. At least it was dark in the theatre. I still hope he didn’t notice! LOL!

LdyB

LdyB,

I just want to say as DGS (director of grad studies)—you WILL finish this MA!  Every MA student has that horrible sinking feeling at some point, and people squeek into the PhD somehow: exhausted, frazzled and writtten out.  But they’re there!  You’ll make it.

And a special hug to everyone here who has a husband deployed.  You all are so in the hearts of everyone here--I hope you know that.

hugs to all weepers,
Eloisa

My day yesterday must not have been too good because I missed the great blog until now. 

I’m really sorry about your bad day, but I think it was great that you felt the freedom to cry in front of your kids and they comforted you.  What a great realtionship you must have with them.

The last time I really cried was when my dog died.  It was awful.  My husband was out-of-town (of course) and I had to handle it all myself.  She was too big for me to lift myself so I had to get a neighbor . . . It was a really bad day.

I guess I don’t cry too much because when I do my husband gets really concerned.  He has said to me more than once “you usually don’t cry so it must be really bad” and then he is great and supportive.

I think crying is good for us - cleans out the toxins and helps you see things clearer.

The last time I lost it was last fall when my son told me he was being deployed to Iraq.  I was at work, and I put my head down on my desk and sobbed.  Luckily it was very early in the morning, and no one else was in the office yet.  I’m not generally a crier, however, although occasionally the hormonal cycle and phases of the moon must be aligned, and then I’ll cry at sad movies, books, or the GE commercial where the little boy gets his teddy bear out of the dryer.

I love a good cry.  And whenever I’m pregnant it takes amazingly little to make me do it.  There used to be a commerical for detergent that had this sad little iron crying because the laundry was now wrinkle resistant.  I would cry like a baby!
Most recently I cried when painting my daughter’s room.  My dad helped me paint it a soft pink color when we moved in, but now he is too sick and frail to help with this kind of project.  When I was about halfway done, it hit me what I was missing (and would probably never have again).  I sat on the floor and sobbed like daddy’s little girl.