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I cry for other people's suffering both near and far. It really gets me.
I also cried a lot in frustration and pain at my dysfunctional family, but have moved on. |
| I cry when things don't go my way. Childish, I know. |
| I cry when I think about the reality of abortion. The little hands and feet. |
This is me also, but I've had to learn to control my tears, though. I'm a therapist and it would be bad if I cried every time a client talks about something sad in their life. |
| I'm one week postpartum so I'm crying about everything. Right now I think about the world going on after I die and I am sad about how much I'll miss. Also, about how old I'll be when my kids are grown even though that's nuts because I didn't meet my husband until later in life and we weren't ready to have kids early on. |
In my experience many people do this. It feels too overwhelming sometimes to cry for oneself. At lot of us instictively fear we'll fall apart emotionally if we "go there", so we defensively distance from our own pain and displace the emotions onto other people's suffering. It's well known that a lot of people in the "helping professions" (e.g., nurses, doctors, social workers, psychiatrists) do this. |
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I cry over anything children + suffering whether war, illness (st Jude's hospital or ebola or the like), abuse, neglect, starvation, and the list goes on.
I think once you become a mom, you feel like every kid is a "little bit" yours. |
+ 100. This is me |
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I cry over my weight. I hate being fat but nothing I do seems to help. Work my butt off and still stay the same weight. It is a cry of frustration more than anything.
I also cry over sad stories involving children losing parents or parents losing children. Sometime I cry when I look at my kids because I love them so much and I am so proud of them. They are growing up too fast. I last cried when my oldest started Kindergarten 3 weeks ago. |
| I'm trying to remember the last time I cried. I don't do it often but I would say when I do it's not out of sadness but frustration. Like something is going on that I dislike more wish I could change and I can't do anything about it. That sort of powerlessness sometimes drives me to tears simply out of lack of any sort of agency. |
you're not alone. I was a snotty mess.... |
When children die. When I see my DS truggling with his learning disabilities. |
I hope they have a good support system. Many good thoughts for the baby and family.
Disclaimer - I had an early preemie and I tear up whenever I hear about other people starting down that road. |
completely agree. |
| Nope. Never really been a crier. |