i have to agree with outrageous, crying in a nature setting is one of the most liberating things i’ve ever done (if only for a while, but it really helps), even being in the nature with no people around is relaxing (at least to me), maybe you should try it sometime
“…crying in a nature setting is one of the most liberating things i’ve ever done…”
Really? You mean like sad-tears crying? Or like primal screaming? (i was thinking of the latter)
I’ve always found that primal screaming in the wilderness only ends up making me feel very small and weak, and then tired and hoarse. I could scream as loud as i possibly can, and it just feels like i barely made a sound. I haven’t been away from the whir and hum of the city in a while.
If you mean the other kind of crying… i don’t do that anymore. I cried until there was nothing left, and then one day i noticed it didn’t happen anymore, and it hasn’t ever since. My eyes might “tear up” sometimes, and maybe leak a drip or two, but the sobs have ended. It is purely internal now. Screaming inside, i writhe in tormented agony… but you wouldn’t know by looking, and probably not by hearing either. I large percentage of my time is spent trying not to snap and flip out, or allow it to be visible that i’m so close, and trying so hard to maintain self control, even when about half of myself wants to just unleash the beast and run with it. But i know i can’t come back from where the beast would go.
I was referring to a bit of both i guess, letting the pain, anger, sadness, whatever you have inside, just go in whatever way you find possible. Crying, screaming, punching a tree, whatever.
I rarely cry anymore as well, but any form of release helps me even if it is just a bit. I’m usually so well composed (don’t know if that’s how you say it, crappy english) around others, that letting go is really liberating for me, but i can see how it might not do anything for someone else.
It’s interesting that “I” often gets typoed in place of “A.” I wonder about the mechanism that allows that to occur.
My problem with letting go is that i let go and it doesn’t go. It just stays right where it is, doesn’t let me go, and continues crushing me, or coursing through my veins like acid or lava or ice, depending on the particular issue.
I get so infuriated when people arrogantly and ignorantly insist that i need to “just let go,” as if hadn’t thought of that, as if that was the simple solution i apparently wasn’t capable of attempting on my own. Accepting defeat doesn’t necessarily stop the adversary from continuing its assault. I feel like i’ve tapped out countless times, but i’m still sitting here being choked, or having my appendages needlessly damaged, because the ref won’t stop the fight. Giving up, AKA “letting go,” isn’t always the answer, and i’m insulted when anyone assumes i haven’t at least attempted that. I let go, but it doesn’t go, it doesn’t change. No one ever seems to have a good answer for what to do after letting go doesn’t work. The only way i can answer it myself, is that there is no other choice but to live miserably with what i cannot change. It’s not like i can just arbitrarily decide that i no longer feel miserable.
I think sleep is about the only thing that really helps anymore. If i’m unconscious, i can’t hate my life.
Sounds like fun. No, not really, but it depends of were you live… around here the only thing that might kill you is a falling tree, no wolves or anything like that.
@clevername,: Yup, if you are past the point of getting any relief by letting go, no point in trying that, i wasn’t implying you haven’t tried that (just making that clear), but for some people it works, for others it doesn’t.
Funnily, sleeping doesn’t work for me, recurring nightmares leave me even worse, it used to work before the nightmares started again tho.
You envy feeling nothing, never being able to feel and taste what other people experience. I know sadness though, I must surely feel that but its different to everyone else. They seem to have a cure and I don’t.
I’d rather feel nothing than just feeling regret and sadness tho, i guess you are not the only one without a cure (and there wouldn’t be so many people on this site either)
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That can be very frustrating.
*viritual hug*
Thank you for the virtual hug 🙂
Have you ever tried to cry into the wildness of nature… lying on a hill or standing in the midst of a lake or an ocean? Do it then.
I take Clonazepam right now. I can’t sleep without it. Do you have a doctor/psychiatrist? They can address your needs (hopefully).
i have to agree with outrageous, crying in a nature setting is one of the most liberating things i’ve ever done (if only for a while, but it really helps), even being in the nature with no people around is relaxing (at least to me), maybe you should try it sometime
“…crying in a nature setting is one of the most liberating things i’ve ever done…”
Really? You mean like sad-tears crying? Or like primal screaming? (i was thinking of the latter)
I’ve always found that primal screaming in the wilderness only ends up making me feel very small and weak, and then tired and hoarse. I could scream as loud as i possibly can, and it just feels like i barely made a sound. I haven’t been away from the whir and hum of the city in a while.
If you mean the other kind of crying… i don’t do that anymore. I cried until there was nothing left, and then one day i noticed it didn’t happen anymore, and it hasn’t ever since. My eyes might “tear up” sometimes, and maybe leak a drip or two, but the sobs have ended. It is purely internal now. Screaming inside, i writhe in tormented agony… but you wouldn’t know by looking, and probably not by hearing either. I large percentage of my time is spent trying not to snap and flip out, or allow it to be visible that i’m so close, and trying so hard to maintain self control, even when about half of myself wants to just unleash the beast and run with it. But i know i can’t come back from where the beast would go.
I was referring to a bit of both i guess, letting the pain, anger, sadness, whatever you have inside, just go in whatever way you find possible. Crying, screaming, punching a tree, whatever.
I rarely cry anymore as well, but any form of release helps me even if it is just a bit. I’m usually so well composed (don’t know if that’s how you say it, crappy english) around others, that letting go is really liberating for me, but i can see how it might not do anything for someone else.
Don’t cry and definitely not in the wilderness.
@Duke: any particular reason for saying that? i don’t see anything wrong with it other than being noticed by someone
So being torn apart by wolves is alright is it?
It’s interesting that “I” often gets typoed in place of “A.” I wonder about the mechanism that allows that to occur.
My problem with letting go is that i let go and it doesn’t go. It just stays right where it is, doesn’t let me go, and continues crushing me, or coursing through my veins like acid or lava or ice, depending on the particular issue.
I get so infuriated when people arrogantly and ignorantly insist that i need to “just let go,” as if hadn’t thought of that, as if that was the simple solution i apparently wasn’t capable of attempting on my own. Accepting defeat doesn’t necessarily stop the adversary from continuing its assault. I feel like i’ve tapped out countless times, but i’m still sitting here being choked, or having my appendages needlessly damaged, because the ref won’t stop the fight. Giving up, AKA “letting go,” isn’t always the answer, and i’m insulted when anyone assumes i haven’t at least attempted that. I let go, but it doesn’t go, it doesn’t change. No one ever seems to have a good answer for what to do after letting go doesn’t work. The only way i can answer it myself, is that there is no other choice but to live miserably with what i cannot change. It’s not like i can just arbitrarily decide that i no longer feel miserable.
I think sleep is about the only thing that really helps anymore. If i’m unconscious, i can’t hate my life.
Sounds like fun. No, not really, but it depends of were you live… around here the only thing that might kill you is a falling tree, no wolves or anything like that.
Look KF. Crying is not good. Once you go down that road it’s a long way back.
@clevername,: Yup, if you are past the point of getting any relief by letting go, no point in trying that, i wasn’t implying you haven’t tried that (just making that clear), but for some people it works, for others it doesn’t.
Funnily, sleeping doesn’t work for me, recurring nightmares leave me even worse, it used to work before the nightmares started again tho.
@Duke: you’re right there, but sometimes it just can’t be avoided
I haven’t cried in 15 years and I’ve had lots of reasons to cry.
I honestly envy you
You envy feeling nothing, never being able to feel and taste what other people experience. I know sadness though, I must surely feel that but its different to everyone else. They seem to have a cure and I don’t.
I’d rather feel nothing than just feeling regret and sadness tho, i guess you are not the only one without a cure (and there wouldn’t be so many people on this site either)
Hmm. I understand my limitations, I know what’s wrong. I know that I can’t compete in this state. I’ll find a way.