Crying to survive

It’s been a while since I have had a good cry. Perhaps that is an indication of how great life is or perhaps it is a symptom of how busy and exhausting it is and I simply have not had enough time to cry. There is nothing better than an episode of Grey’s Anatomy to trigger a good cry for me. It all starts with some semi-sad moment and then the tears start and before I know it, it is no longer about Grey’s and it is all about me. I missed Thursday’s episode of Grey’s and decided to catch up last night by watching it online and so the tears began.

I have come to the conclusion that I need to cry to survive. I have been trying to come up with a good analogy to describe my need for tears but so far I haven’t come up with a good one. I guess I am messed up, weird and crazy and I accept that.

Today I am feeling overwhelmed and I just want to be alone with my tears. Crying is best done in private. Public crying invariably solicits: why? and well in many instances the “why” cannot clearly be articulated or if you can clearly articulate it you would rather not explain it to the person who is asking why. Also, invariably, when you do explain why, there is no rebuttal. People exhaust me.

So if you are reading this and want to join the pity party, feel free, I have lots of tissues but if you are going to need to be fed you have to bring your own food.


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