I remember first learning that you can cry from any emotion, that emotions are chemical levels in your brain and your body is constantly trying to maintain equilibrium. so if one emotion sky rockets, that chemical becomes flagged and signals the tear duct to open as an exit to release that emotion packaged neatly within a tear. Everything made sense after learning that. That sudden stability of your emotions after crying. How crying is often accompanied by the inability to feel any other emotion in that precise moment. And it is especially beautiful knowing that it is even possible to experience so much beauty or love or happiness that your body literally can’t hold on to all of it. So what I’ve learned is that crying signifies that you are feeling as much as humanely possible and that is living to the fullest extent. So keep feeling and cry often and as much as needed
SHIT WHAT
Also let yourself cry. It really is a biochemical release valve to dump out all the chemicals that make you feel stuff.
I honestly think one reason men in western culture have so many problems is that we don’t let them cry, and literally their brains get stuffed with all this crap that doesn’t have a release valve. Men, please cry. You’ll feel better. It’s ok. You are not lesser for taking care of your health.
This is why tears from different emotions look different under an electron microscope. They’re literally made up of different things.
Happy tears are structurally different than sad tears than angry tears than overwhelmed tears etc.
I looked it up, cuz that tidbit was dope to me and..
[Image description] Summary: a pill bottle - don’t forget your meds! A digital drawing, using flat, bright colors. It shows a plastic orange pill bottle with a white screw-on cap, standing upright. The cap is half off, with the contents of the bottle leaping out. The meds contained in this bottle are shaped like hearts and stars and they are colored pastel pink, yellow, and blue. Some have already spilt around the bottle, while some are still inside. The words on the bottle read, “Don’t forget your meds!” in pastel purple. [End image description]
Friendly reminder that healing isn’t linear and having anxiety about certain situations even years after you’ve started to heal do not mean you’re broken <3
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