Yep! Sometimes I do it so often I don’t even have to face the wall. It could just be spontaneous, is what I’m saying. Laying down my world for someone and then having them stab me in the back is the worst. . . in fact, things have changed from being stabbed in the back to just directly in the face.
it was something along the lines of “…or when it doesn’t matter where you sit, or which direction you face, or that you wish the next breath would just not come, and you eventually run out of tears, but still feel just as bad…”
But it was way more elaborate, excessively so. I exceeded poetic license and went full-hyperbole mode… then i thought “yeah… this is only going to make people feel worse. Nevermind.”
Sometimes, finding the right title is the hardest part. Don’t worry about it so much, unless you’re going to publish something. Try to think of it like a sort of semantic “tag,” which tries to appropriately represent the attached content, as concisely as possible.
you know what they say. The first aid goes to those who are quiet and glassy like dolls than those who are loud and in obvious pain.
When you are able to cry with only emotional pain it is not so bad.
I am quite unable to do it from my 17th. But I guess that is because I survived and lived through experiences that would put most of people underground 60 times over already. In the last 3 years I cried maybe 6 times and it was almost impossible to feel pain when they called me my beloved grandma deceased. And I surely do not stray from hard deep “things”.
I am not emotionally cold or a bad person, never was, I just had such hard past (not only, of course) that crying seems like a luxury to me. I guess, my eyes dried out after so much crying as a kid… (but not only, of course. again)
In good old days they said – “Just cry for yourself, eventually you will feel better.”
I guess that is my reason. I am unable to get better, as for my situation and conditions or country, job, money, education, family or etc. And as well as for my own self.
So just cry for yourself, if it helps you. Much more better than gazing at something/someone with feelings akin to irritation, fatigue, exhaustion, nostalgia and deep unbearable scarred sadness, and dreading what “new” your crazy life will bring and detest it all the while.
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Yep! Sometimes I do it so often I don’t even have to face the wall. It could just be spontaneous, is what I’m saying. Laying down my world for someone and then having them stab me in the back is the worst. . . in fact, things have changed from being stabbed in the back to just directly in the face.
ditto
i deleted my first attempt at a response to this…
it was something along the lines of “…or when it doesn’t matter where you sit, or which direction you face, or that you wish the next breath would just not come, and you eventually run out of tears, but still feel just as bad…”
But it was way more elaborate, excessively so. I exceeded poetic license and went full-hyperbole mode… then i thought “yeah… this is only going to make people feel worse. Nevermind.”
Sometimes, finding the right title is the hardest part. Don’t worry about it so much, unless you’re going to publish something. Try to think of it like a sort of semantic “tag,” which tries to appropriately represent the attached content, as concisely as possible.
you know what they say. The first aid goes to those who are quiet and glassy like dolls than those who are loud and in obvious pain.
When you are able to cry with only emotional pain it is not so bad.
I am quite unable to do it from my 17th. But I guess that is because I survived and lived through experiences that would put most of people underground 60 times over already. In the last 3 years I cried maybe 6 times and it was almost impossible to feel pain when they called me my beloved grandma deceased. And I surely do not stray from hard deep “things”.
I am not emotionally cold or a bad person, never was, I just had such hard past (not only, of course) that crying seems like a luxury to me. I guess, my eyes dried out after so much crying as a kid… (but not only, of course. again)
In good old days they said – “Just cry for yourself, eventually you will feel better.”
I guess that is my reason. I am unable to get better, as for my situation and conditions or country, job, money, education, family or etc. And as well as for my own self.
So just cry for yourself, if it helps you. Much more better than gazing at something/someone with feelings akin to irritation, fatigue, exhaustion, nostalgia and deep unbearable scarred sadness, and dreading what “new” your crazy life will bring and detest it all the while.
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yes