I cant help but cry. It’s my release. Some people punch walls, others scream. But I just cry.
When I’m furious, I cry. When I’m sad, I cry. When I’m sick and miserable, I cry. Sometimes it’s a hell of a sob and sometimes it just feels good to let tears roll out. Maybe I’m too emotional, but I do not want to be called “girly.” I can’t stop the tears from coming when I get flustered. Sometimes I get mad that I cry and I wish I wasn’t so… well, emotional!
Crying is my release. Just as laughing is. Why just last night, I was leaving my boyfriends house around midnight and got in my car to drive home. I had a sinus headache from hell, I had had a loooong and tiring day, and the drive home would take about 40 minutes. And once I realized that, I just sat in my car and bawled. 40 minutes! It was the most depressing thought at the time, and all I could do was cry. After a couple minutes I took a deep breath and realized how stupid it was. But I felt better. Sometimes I just NEED to cry.
And I dont want to be judged for that 😛