Oct 06, 2010 00:50
Anyone at all familiar with me knows that I cry very easily. Movies, books, music, people; all of these things can and do make me cry on a regular basis. The cause doesn't have to be sadness, either. I can cry over something beautiful, or over an act of kindness.
Even though I'm rather comfortable crying openly, and rarely feel self-conscious being seen when I cry, I still manage to sometimes feel a little embarrassed at the idea of being one who so easily releases his emotions. I feel, sometimes, that I should like to be the kind of person who is able to master his emotions and remain contained.
But then I think of how it feels to hold it in. I think of how purifying it feels to allow the feeling to wash over me and how satisfying it is to let myself really feel. Now I wonder why I would even consider denying myself that experience.
Life is short; don't burden yourself with unshed tears.