A Good Cry

Didja miss me, kids?

Funnily enough, I missed writing, which I feel awesome about, and even though I’m currently still at an internet-less home, I decided I must use a hotspot (courtesy of my brother) and write through these dark times.

In short, I need Internet… now.

But enough about those new age woes, let’s take a gander at other woes. In this blog post, I plan to talk about two things, the first is obviously what I think about crying and the other is my “crying” movie, which I believe everyone should have.

I’m a very sensitive person. The slightest of actions can break my spirit and thus my spirit has been broken many times. I want people to care about me, I want them to ask me what’s wrong and to tell me everything will be ok, I’m the type of person that wants to feel wanted, at least by one person. But one thing I don’t want is for anyone to see me cry. Not even just one glistening tear dropping doing my cheek. It’s not just a sign of weakness, I think of crying in front of people as a cry for help, as though I’m giving up and that I’m just done with my current problem or situation. And I try as hard as I can not to cry in front of people.

However, we all have days, or weeks, where shit just keeps piling up, and you don’t know how to deal with it, and facing it could seem like the most terrifying thing to do. So, you sweep it under the rug, and hope that all that sweeping doesn’t turn into a tripping hazard. But, in truth, it always does. And we fall, and we face it. And that’s when the crying starts.

Luckily, I don’t sweep under the rug. Being a sensitive person, I am very in tune with my emotions, and I know when I just need a good sob to get it all out of the way, and to focus on fixing the situation. I believe a good cry is something we all need. As though we get it out of our system until we’re all cried out, like a sort of detox for your sad emotions.

So I lock myself in my room, and I put on what I think is one of the best (and saddest) movies ever, The Hunchback of Notre Dame (hich I will refer to as THoND from now on). To say this movie has moved me on several occasions would be a gross understatement. I remember the first time I watched this movie while being aware of everything that was going on. I was with one of my cousins who was 4 at the time I believe. We popped in this movie and I sat there, sobbing crocodile tears at how heart-wrenchingly beautiful it was. And also how relatable it was. Now, I’m aware that I’m not deformed, neither am I an orphan or being raised to think that I am a monster. But I think we all can relate to Quasimodo at one point or another. I mean, for me, as I mentioned earlier, I want to be wanted by the glorious world I see, but it keeps rejecting me and makes a point to bring out the my flaws and makes me rear my ugly head at it. In THoND, what Quasi wants most is acceptance. Sure, he falls in love with Esmeralda and it’s basically the only Disney movie where the male lead doesn’t get the girl, but I think the beauty in it is that acceptance he receives at the end. Where people realize he’s exactly like them, but even more so because he’s kind, courageous, generous, friendly, honest and basically a wonderful person who we should all aspire to be like.

So, anyway, from the scene where the lights are streaming through the clouds (the beginning, if you haven’t seen it) till the ending credits, my tears are flowing down my face and I’m through my second tissue box probably. Afterwards, I feel a little sad at how cruel the world can be, but perhaps an hour or two later, or maybe the next morning, I feel a whole lot better, like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I don’t understand people who won’t cry, even by themselves, just for the sake of their pride or whatever. Get over it, we all need to cry sometimes. We all need to get it out because Life is unfair, and sometimes majorly to one person all in the course of a few days.

If I were to give you advice in this blog post, it’s to find a crying movie, and save it for when you need to let it all out. We’re not superhumans, none of us are. Some of us are just trying to get through life day by day. And some days suck, and we have to deal with it, while acknowledging the things get better. Trust me.


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