"It's only allergies!" Nope. Nope it's not, it's crying, and that's totally okay.
Why is the act of expressing emotion seen as something so shameful? Emotions are wired into our brains, they are a part of our physiology a way of processing the world and reflecting how it effects us. This "no-cry" sentiment is especially strong in men, who are often nurtured to think that crying is somehow wrong. As a way of busting this myth, these Redditors share their stories of crying out loud and proud... because there's no reason you should have to get dust in your eye that often.
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I cried upon realizing I'm a kissless virgin who's never had any sort of intimate contact or any sort of actual relationship with a girl in years. Along with the fact that I'm sinking all my time and energy into a job that might not even be worth all that effort. I never really bothered to reflect on how I've been living my life for the last few months (letting my health deteriorate as well) until a random elderly lady in the street struck up a conversation with me, and asked why I looked so aloof and if everything was okay. Something snapped inside of me at that point and I broke down crying in front of her.
These last few weeks I've been on sick leave from work, and finally found the courage to make an appointment with a shrink to try and learn more about myself and how to avoid getting myself into this situation again.
When my dad ran over a baboon in a safari park. I still tear up thinking about it.
Two years ago, I received a call from my dad that my mom had an aneurism while on vacation, was not expected to live, and I needed to get on a plane right away. It shook me to the core to hear my dad so confused and hurt, he was a lost child.
I cried in the terminal waiting for the plane.
Watching a video of a old guy being congratulated in an auditorium for saving a lot of people during WW2. Then, the speaker tells the audience to get up if they were saved by the old guy. A lot of people get up, and the old man gets really emotional. So did I.
My wife passed away from cancer last year, it's been about six months now. I still cry once in a while about that. I also cried when my three year old son needed to have his tonsils and adenoids removed, even with such a low risk surgery, after everything I had been through recently with losing my wife, it hit me hard.
The last time I cried was 2 years ago. In 11th grade, after a math exam. I was the best student in math in the entire school. The whole class got a 100, while I got a 79. All of them, that's right, every single one blatantly cheated in front of the teacher. They stole the questions and offered to give me the answers too, but I turned it down, thinking the teacher would deduct points from those who cheated. Sure enough, he did not. When I talked to him, he refused to acknowledge any kind of cheating and said that he wasn't going to change my score. I excused myself to the bathroom where I lost it and cried out of rage.
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The night after my dad remarried the second time.
Some backstory, he and my mum split up when I was too young to remember, and my dad remarried when I was about 4 years old to a woman who didn't treat me or my siblings that well, and her kids weren't much better. So for about 10 years that whole situation was happening and was generally pretty horrible and emotionally taxing, then he finally splits up with her.
But it never really felt like closure to me, more like I was kind of in the wake of it all.
So about 4 years ago he starts seeing this new lady, she came out of a bad marriage as well so they both took it slow, and about 2 weeks ago they got married. And then it kind of all hit me that the whole fiasco with the step family I used to have was over and it wasn't going to happen again and that overtook me and I ended up crying in the middle of the night.
I cried during Interstellar, when Cooper was watching the tapes of Murph while she's growing up.
When my dog died. I had her since I was 8, and she passed away when I was 22.
She was a staple in my life: I fed her, played with her, brushed her when she needed it, bathed her, and took care of her when she had her first litter. She passed in her sleep which is some comfort, but it was way too sudden.
I had a nervous breakdown when it became apparent to me that I couldn't handle my depression and such on my own. It was a really bad week. A roommate spent the week sleeping in the hallway outside my door because she was convinced that my drinking was out of hand as a result, and she was going to have to roll me over on my side to prevent me from choking on puke.
The last time I cried was Friday. I came home from working up north to find my wife had moved out and taken our daughter.
Yesterday I found out that my grandpa who I haven't seen in 8 years (she moved to a different state) is on regular oxygen tanks due to smoking. I completely broke down over the phone as he lectured me about never smoking, "Don't do it, its not worth it. It might sound like something that won't effect you, but it will." I'm in year 12 this year and I'm probably not going to get to see him again in person due to school.
Last night, because I am not happy with where I am in life.
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My parents recently told me I had to give up my dog.
My father told me that, because my Mother no longer wanted to deal with the hair and dog smell, I had to give my dog of 15 years, to a person who lived two cities over.
I was trying to maintain a poker face when I was being told, but even at 23 year old, I started to choke up and had to go into the other room.
I sat cross-legged, hugging my dog in my lap, and cried harder then I ever have in my life. It didn't help that she was trying to lick my face to cheer me up...
When my daughter tried to hurt herself.
Last night. My Dad died 6 weeks ago.
I cried last week. I've had to take the last two weeks off from work to spend in the hospital with my father who had a heart attack then heart surgery, I moved recently for work and my young daughter asked me to move back because she misses me too much, and the second time I was supposed to fly home my grandfather died less than 12 hours before my flight. So now I'm taking another week off of work. What a month.
Fast 7, the feels were too high for any mortal.
The hug of the Mannis in GoT, got me a little teary.
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April 9, 2015. Yeah, it's been a while. My former girlfriend just came back from New York the previous day and I found out she fell in love with another guy she met on the subway there. She told me she didn't love me anymore and that I "loved" her too much.
We were together for about a year and were going to celebrate our anniversary on the 10th, the following day. I broke down and couldn't contain the pain. It was all I could do, just scream silently and question where everything went wrong. I knew for a fact I wasn't a bad boyfriend, and showed her the affection she deserved. She was my best friend, a partner I could see myself growing old with, screaming at kids to get off our lawn. Maybe I did love her too much, but I thought maybe at least her and I could work stuff out. She didn't want to.
The kicker here is, she wrote a love letter about the guy and what they did while she was there. The letter was published in an online magazine she writes for. It was beautiful, but so painful.
I'm not afraid to say it... the birth of my son.
Why? Happy tears.
In February when my grandpa died. He was very reserved and quiet, and so am I, so growing up we never talked much and I suppose the interest of getting to know each other faded. So I didn't cry because I missed him. I cried because I didn't feel much when he died, and he was my grandpa. I felt like it was a telltale sign that confirmed my suspicions of not being able to connect with people, and that this was only the beginning. It spooked me. So I cried.
I get misty eyed whenever there is a pet loss picture or any sad pet story. I love my dog.
Two weeks ago when my depression was pretty bad and I was getting over a girl while listening to Fake Plastic Trees by Radiohead. Yeah, don't do that.
My deaf 5 year old son recently had a cochlear implant put in. We were warned by the surgeon not to expect much, as his inner ears were so malformed that conversation may be impossible, even in the best case. The implant went in on the side that was the least developed, leaving the better ear intact.
He spoke for the first time last weekend, and has spoken again since. They activate the implants next week.
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Yesterday. My best friend died two weeks ago. Now I cry EVERYDAY!
I'm on my way home from my last day in the military. Shedding a tear as I write this.
I suffer from depression and a few other fun brain things, and last year it got pretty extreme. There are times when I just break down on the way home from work or have to hide out in the bathroom for a few minutes to collect myself.
Les Miserables. It was playing in Sydney 3 weeks ago. The part where the priest says Jean Val Jean, that he has claimed his soul for god, or something similar to that.
And then again when he died. I swear, ninjas cutting up onions all over the place.
Saturday night. I was incredibly drunk and I don't know why I cried and nobody else does either.
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Last night. Wife is bedridden from multiple sclerosis. I was picking her up to transfer her to her wheelchair to take her back to the bathroom and I forgot to lock the damned wheelchair wheels and it shot out of the way and I dropped her to the floor. She's about 240, so transferring her is tough - picking her up off the floor by myself is REALLY tough. I'm trying hard to get stronger, but that's still a hell of a lift. So I got out the hoyer lift, got her up in that and started to head back to the bathroom. And the whole damned thing tipped over (as they're prone to do), dumping her on the floor AGAIN.
She wasn't hurt, and I finally got her transferred safely and back to the bathroom.
Then I sat in the other room and cried a little out of rage and frustration at our situation, MS in general, and my own weakness/stupidity.
When my best friend left the country. It's gonna be years till I see him again.
A week ago when the doctors told us my wife had 6-12 months to live. And I had to talk to my 3 kids about it.
Stage 4 colon cancer.
My childhood friend died in a motorcycle accident just days before our high school graduation. The school held a vigil the night he died and his entire family showed up to say a few words. When his grandpa went up to talk I began to cry like a baby because no grandfather should have to do something like that. His birthday would have been a few weeks ago.
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We've all said something stupid, let's not lie to ourselves.
It's okay to say something stupid. It showcases the real person on the inside, that we're all flawed, imperfect, and made of cooky combinations of words that don't necessarily line up to make sense. Sometimes we're nervous in a situation, other times we're just hitting 'Quick Reply' in our brains and what comes out doens't work, but whatever the reason, you for sure are going to remember it, late at night, for the rest of your life.
What is the stupidest thing that ever came out of your mouth?
You may not have to change your home address because of these moments, but you should probably reconsider how many public outings you go to afterwards.
Should Probably Never Shop At That Store Again
"When the cashier said "Have a nice day", and I replied with "No, thanks".
"Background: I wasnt thinking straight that day, and thought they said "Do you want a bag"
That's. How. Twins. Work?
"Her: the twins are 3 years old"
"Me: Both of them?"
"Oh no this unearthed a memory i had buried from kindergarten lmao"
"We had a set of twins in our classroom and once on their birthday party I said "your brother got such a cool party, i hope yours is nice like this too" to one of them and he was like "yeah, this one"
"4 year old me was not a very bright kid"
That's. How. Death. Works...
"Watching the documentary 'The Last Dance' when a Kobe interview pops up -"
"Me: "Wow, they must have filmed this before Kobe died."
"My wife: "Yeah, obviously…."
The cringe comes out of nowhere, and you're not even sure how you were able to ask something so incredibly stupid, but here you are. Lounging in the stupid air.
You Should Have Asked What "Nothing" Tastes Like Next
"In my head I was wondering what one pound of water would look like in terms of volume. What I said out loud however was "How much does a pound of water weigh?"
Keep Up With Me
"A couple of months ago, I got up and drove to work as usual. Later, my girlfriend texted me from home to ask me if she had left her sunglasses in my car. I told her I wasn't sure, but she could grab my spare key and go check."
"In my car."
"Which I had driven to work."
Black Is White, White Is Black
"I don't understand why people place bets on who wins, why not just place bets on who loses?"
"Yeah took me a minute to register what I said..."
And then there's these stories, where the person is probably better off cutting off any human contact henceforth going forward. These are rough to get through, folks.
Should Probably Have A Chat With HR After This
"I was about 4 months into my current job, feeling confident being fresh off the contract-to-hire period, now moved into a coveted full time role. While walking back to my office from the morning kanban I was stopped by my boss, head peeking out of the office:"
"Boss: "Hey TheMediator, do you have a sec?"
"Me: "For you, I've got lots of secs!"
"Boss: wide-eyes, mouth dropped"
"If you're curious why this was incredibly stupid/embarrassing, try saying the phrase "lots of secs" out loud. Preferably, not to your boss though."
You Don't Need College Anymore. Go Home. Bury Your Head In The Sand.
"In my freshman year of college I was dorming next door to a couple cute girls. About a week into the first semester one girl walked from the coed showers to her dorm room in her towel still wet. We were both unlocking our doors to get in our rooms when she looks at me and says…"
"I know I look stunning…(sarcastically)"
"To which I replied, "don't flatter yourself."
"I had to slid a note under her door explaining I was tongue tied as she was beautiful and I meant to say "don't be hard on yourself, you look great." (Or something to that nature). We became good friends."
It's In The Descriptor?
"Chatting to a homeless guy on the street and he told me he was feeling unwell. I told him he should be at home, resting."
"It's been 20 years and the memory of it still brings me out in a cold sweat."
Oh Good Lord...
"Asked my friend how his mom was doing at his moms funeral."
"Jesus Christ this is the worst one on this thread. What was his response?"
"He looked at me and then the casket and kind of smirked. I awkwardly started to try and explain and just said "I'm an idiot. You know I love you. Talk to you in a bit." He makes fun of me now and I can't stop laughing. It's a positive painful memory."
Own up to your mistakes. You'll garner more respect by acknowledging the awkward things you say, however, it's perfectly fine to laugh about it in the moment. That's probably the easiest way to escape the deep, deep shame.
The advice "fake it til you make it," though often said with at least a hint of sarcasm, does carry quite a bit of wisdom.
By simply putting one foot in front of the other, weathering the chaos of not knowing what's happening as you learn as fast as possible, we can find ourselves further than we expected.
Once we're there, reaping the fruits of all our "faking," we somehow begin to take on a new identity in people's eyes They assume we've always been in control and known what was going on. They defer to us for advice.
But that couldn't be further from the truth. So we keep on faking it.
Redditor espectro11 asked:
"What's your 'I don't know, I didn't think I'd get this far' moment?"
Many Redditors discussed their experiences navigating the intimidating environment of job applications, interviews, and offers.
Oh Right, Getting Paid
"I gave my resume to fancy private school (I'm a teacher, but new to the field) and I didn't expect a call back. But they called me today to ask my expected salary and I said 'I don't know what the average is. Let me Google it.' "
"Ya girl was not prepared."
"When I went for a walk-in interview looking like crap and they hired me on the spot. I get they were hiring for a new store, but they up and said 'if you want the job it's yours, when can you start?' "
"Deada** didn't think I'd make it that far."
Outside the Box
"Years ago I was applying to a bunch of copywriting jobs and feeling frustrated because I wasnt hearing back from any of the places I was applying to."
"It was especially frustrating because I was putting in all this time on cover letters and I felt like nobody was even reading them, so I said, 'Fu** it, I'm gonna write one that is more me.' I thought it was a dumb idea and never imagined that it would work, but somehow it did."
"I applied with this cover letter and the subject line "Copywriter: Will Work for Beer" to a job that I was very underqualified for. It managed to catch the eye of the headhunter for the ad agency and was enough to get me an interview. Shortly after that I was hired and ended up working there for a few years, but I remember thinking on my first day, 'I can't believe that actually worked.' "
Just Not the Right Fit
"An interview at Google. The 20 years younger than me was describing the peer review system."
"I responded with 'Jesus, that sounds awful.' "
"I did not get the job."
Others also shared experiences that centered on their working lives. But these stories weren't about being hired or interviewed.
These were accounts of long-developing success stories that they never would have predicted.
A Winding Road
"My entire legal career"
"I have four degrees and a 10 year career in commerical litigation. I just wrapped up a $200mil trusts lawsuit."
"I started at uni doing theatre and stand up comedy. I have no fu**ing idea where I turned to get here."
"Started at a very small company doing sales straight out of college. I went about messaging big corporate players (who obviously would never do business with us since our size) and was laughed at by my new colleagues for even trying."
"2 weeks later My boss was asking me what we (a team of 6) should say on the conference call with Toshiba Buyers."
Putting Fires Out
"Me at work. I feel like every issue that comes up has me unprepared. But I am always praised for my good work."
"So, I assume I have imposter syndrome and keep doing what I am doing."
So next time you find yourself ruling a possibility out completely, maybe take just a few seconds to imagine it actually occurred and prepare.
You just never know.
I'm going to be perfectly honest––I'm a city boy. I'm not a huge fan of hiking or camping. I happen to be a huge fan of running water. Have you heard of it? It's great. Highly recommended.
I've also, on a more humorous note, watched far too many horror films over the years and don't particularly like idea of running off into the woods only to piss off some demon that was perfectly fine until I arrived. I also have immense respect for our friendly neighborhood serial killers and demonstrate this regularly by staying out of their territory.
Those who love the great outdoors had plenty to share after Redditor Your_Normal_Loser asked the online community, "
Hikers of Reddit, what is the weirdest or creepiest thing you've come across while hiking?"
"The only reason..."
"When we were exploring the Australian Outback as university students, my friend and I found an old, tightly wrapped plastic bag with five or six damaged wallets along shrubbery at the base of a cliff.
The only reason we opened it up was because we were so remote - hundreds of kilometres from any town or tourist attraction - that it was strange to see garbage out there. All the cards were in female names and birthdates placed them in their late teens to early 20s. Some lived in the Northern Territory but one was in Sydney and another from Queensland. At the time we figured rock climbers must have stored their valuables in the bag and then lost track of it. I'll never forget the strange look the police officer gave us when we handed them in."
You see... this is why I wouldn't go mess around in the Australian Outback.
I also may or may not have watched Wolf Creek one too many times.
"A recliner on a small hill with a hole dug out in the middle and water bottles all over the place."
"A trashed campsite..."
"A trashed campsite complete with the tent cut open...
...do you report these things, or what?"
Or maybe not... you might want to turn back.
"The walls were completely plastered..."
"I was walking in a thick forest and came across an opening. In the center there was a shack made of lumber, with a bench built into it that was slightly leaned back.
The walls were completely plastered in porn."
Well... that's one way to get off.
"The man stopped talking..."
"I was backpacking with a few friends. A few days in the middle of nowhere, a man approached our camp as we were cooking dinner to say hi. We talked about our routes for a few minutes. Out of nowhere, he told us that he had had a vasectomy in his 30s after his 2nd child. Then somehow his wife had gotten pregnant with his 3rd child. He didn't believe this was possible, so he demanded a DNA test to see if he was actually the father. He was. Still, he explained that he had his doubts and thought that his wife must have fixed the DNA test.
My friends and I were in our 20s and had no idea why this guy was telling us this. We all just nodded and smiled.
The man stopped talking and then just walked away into the night."
"I stepped in..."
"I stepped in and fell over a cow carcass on a night hike. It was a bright moonlit night but I didn't see it in the shadows. Thankfully it was mostly dry."
"We still have no idea..."
"I was in the woods with three friends at night. A friend's house was nearby and I was getting hungry so I went inside to find some food. Another friend came inside with me. Two friends were still outside.
Later on, one of the two who outside came in and sees the indoor friend on the couch next to me. They panic and immediately run back outside.
I poke my head out the door asking what's going on, only to hear them yell as loudly as they can, "THAT'S NOT KEVIN"
Everyone comes inside and calms down a bit, and the story comes out. They thought the friend who was indoors with me (Kevin) had been outside with them this entire time. Why? Because in the darkness of the woods they saw a silhouette about the same height walking alongside them silently, then at some point it ran away and they were chasing it thinking Kevin was running off for some reason. The reason my friend yelled, "That's not Kevin" was to stop the last outdoor friend from chasing whoever was out there deeper into the woods.
We still have no idea who that was or why they didn't even speak."
This story sent a chill running down my spine.
Who was that?!
Perhaps figuring it out would be even scarier.
"Went hiking with my dad..."
"Went hiking with my dad one day over a ridge. A girl from the group in front of us tripped and slid down one side and was just able to hold on to the tiniest branch from the only tree around. Had she slid down all the way she certainly would be dead or massively injured!"
"I was trying to make my way across..."
"I was hiking in Washington sometime in December. I was trying to make my way across a river but the bridge was out. I was walking along the shore looking for a shallow spot but couldn't find one. I saw some footprints leading down the bank, my thought was that someone was trying to do what I was doing and decided to track the prints to see if they crossed. It was not easy but I followed the prints for about a mile. As I approached what looked like a crossing I heard a loud BANG like a stick hitting a tree. I froze for a few seconds and heard no other noises. I just slowly back up keeping my eyes on the other side of the river. Could not shake the feeling that I was being watched. Got the hell out of there quick as I could."
There are few feelings creepier than the feeling of being watched. It makes you feel like you've been violated in some way.
Thankfully you got out of there!
"I thought it was a magical, beautiful moment..."
"I was hiking with some friends, and I saw a cluster of butterflies on the ground. I thought it was a magical, beautiful moment until I realized they were congregating on a pool of blood. It turns out that someone had been hiking on the bluffs above earlier that day, and had fallen off and died."
Sooo... still want to go hiking or camping? None of this changed your mind? None of it?
It was nice knowing you. I'll stick with my running water.
Have some creepy stories of your own? Feel free to tell us about them in the comments below!
Have some experiences of your own? Have you also survived the hospitality industry? Feel free to tell us about it in the comments below!
Time is of the essence. And time is not definable. Those are lessons we learn as we get older; as times passes and fluctuates in front of us.
Time is always fleeting yet always catches up to us. I find myself shocked when I wake up on certain days and realize I'm a particular age of my parent that sticks out for me.
Like, how did that happen? I guess I should just be thankful I'm still here to witness it all.
Redditor u/TW1103 wanted to discuss the meaning... of time and all of its affects by asking:
What fact really puts the scale of time into an insane perspective?
Ok, who is watching the clock? Those seconds aren't going to count themselves. The only way to understand time is to be its witness. Although that can get depressing. Let's focus on the light and cool.
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"If you are an 80-year-old American, you have lived through approximately 1/3 of our nation's entire history."
"The 80s were 40 years ago."
"This is what messes me up because I was born in 82 and graduated high school in 2000 so for some reason my brain is stuck on the 80's being twenty years ago. The 70's thirty years ago etc etc. I have to stop and realize sometimes that my concept of how long ago things happened is way off."
Time goes by...
"We observe that light travels at 186,000 miles a second, but given the vast size of the observable universe, that's a snail's pace. But from the point of view of a particle of light, time doesn't even exist."
"Time slows down as you approach the speed of light, and theoretically stops completely when you reach the speed of light."
Years Gone By...
"MLK Jr. and Anne Frank were born in the same year."
"Betty White was born in 1922. Automatically pre-sliced packaged bread loaves became commercially available in 1928. Betty White is six years older than sliced bread."
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"The queen and Marilyn Monroe would've been the same age."
I swear Liz is going to outlive dirt. Wait, I believe she already has. Well she won't be alone, she'll have Betty White. At least she better have Betty. Time is nothing without Queen Betty.
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"Happy Days was a TV show made in the 1970s-80s about teenagers in the 1950s. Similarly, That 70s Show was made in the 90s-00s about teenagers in the 70s. If a similar show were to be made today, it would be about teenagers in the 2000s."
"If a T-Rex imagined a creature as ancient as the T-Rex is to us, it would be a Stegosaurus. If that Stegosaurus imagined a creature as ancient as the Stegosaurus is to us, it would be a Crocodile. If that Crocodile imagined a creature as ancient as that Crocodile is to us, it would be a Shark."
On the Clock
"On a twenty four hour clock the amount of time that humans have been on the earth would total around five seconds."
"How about this one: If Homo Habilus first appeared at midnight, 24 hours ago, that means the first Homo Sapiens appeared at 9:25 PM, or about 2 and a half hours ago. The first human civilization, in lower Mesopotamia, appeared at 11:57 PM, or about 3 minutes ago."
"The Western Roman Empire fell at 11:59 PM, or 1 minute ago. Everything that has happened since - the Crusades, the Plague, the discovery of the New World, the world wars, all of it - has happened in the last minute of human existence."
And that's just OUR Sun...
"The span of our lives are so insignificantly small that our Sun will last another 5 billion years. That's 9 zeros people. Our eldest live to around 100 in the best places. That's 50,000,000 (50 million) times longer than any person can reasonably expect to live. And that's just OUR Sun. The universe as a whole has probably existed for magnitudes longer than that already and will continue to exist until the end of time as we know it."
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"We know what a good storyteller Shakespeare was but there were Greek playwrights who wrote shows nearly 2,000 years earlier that are pretty good, too."
I hate time. Only because I'm petty and irritated of the amount I squandered. That's neither here nor there though. Time marches on and continues to amaze. I'll keep watching.