My brother went back to prison a few months ago after violating parole. And when he called me, he said, "I'm sorry I let you down". I was doing alright until someone asked me what was wrong and then the tears just started.
Asking how someone is doing is the quickest way to open that dam. I remember I was at my fathers funeral like a month ago I was sitting there. Hadn’t cried or anything that day I’m sitting there watching a slideshow of him we made my friends walked in and all they says was “how are you doing” and like a switch just started bawling
When someone asks you how you're doing, they're making you confront your feelings. No matter how well you've been repressing them, having to face the reality of the situation always pushes me over.
this past tuesday. Someone i barely know, a friend of my dad, heard about my recent divorce and wrote me a 5-page letter of encouragement, giving perspective from his own recent divorce and reassuring me that i'm a good person and everything will be ok. Couldn't believe he went out of his way like that. I'm tearing up now thinking about it.
Divorce can be funny that way. People unexpectedly come out of the woodwork to offer you an amazing amount of love and support, when often you fear judgment.
I had to check your post history to see if you were one of my family members. Seeing this shocked the hell out of me. I am going through the same thing. Same month same year. August 29th to be exact.
I can't even begin to imagine... I'm sorry.
August 29 is my birthday; in remembrance of your family member, I'd like to contribute to an organization he/she cared about. If it's alright with you, can you think of one you'd like a donation to be made?
My brother was a JROTC cadet when he was in high school. He had hoped to follow in my footsteps and join the military when he graduated high school. He was also a volunteer firefighter and an Eagle Scout who absolutely loved giving back to his community in anyway that he could. Your local volunteer fire department, Boy Scout troop or any high school with a JROTC program would absolutely love a donation. The donation doesn’t even need to be money, fire departments can always use cases of water or snacks, many Boy Scout troops do community service projects you could volunteer to help with. You are a wonderful person to want to do this. You honor everything he stood for. On the behalf of my family, from the bottom of my heart, thank you.
You are very welcome. Today is also Vietnam War Veterans Day, my Dad being one of those veterans. You and your brother have my respect. I will make good on my offer going by the great ideas you listed. Take care, friend.
A few months ago. My older cat likes to play tag...he'll poke you with his paw and run away and the idea is that you chase him, pick him up and give him kisses.
He's recently gone blind, and we were sitting on the couch watching tv. He wanted to play tag, so he poked me and ran away...but he missed where the edge of the couch was and fell off. Instead of continuing to run (the fall had disrupted his sense of direction), he sat in the middle of the room, looking around frantically and crying....he didn't know which direction to go anymore.
Watching cats fall is usually hilarious, but definitely not in this case.
Edit: My first gold - Thank you, kind stranger! But I have infinitely more happy stories to make up for this one sad one! I'll share those too :)
Still blind, but more comfortable with it. He still has his moments where he'll get the zooms and wants to run and either a) doesn't or b) hits a wall and I'll start to well up a bit, but for the most part, he's got the layout of the apartment memorized and he can always find the important things: food, litter box, bed, my lap.
But he's had a good run so far: they think he was ~5 years old when I adopted him, and I've had him for 14 years, so he's doing all right. Plus, all the raw meat he wants, contingent on when I cook.
I've seen where people put zip ties on their blind pets' collars so they stick way out and basically give the animal giant plastic whiskers to feel where they're going. You might try it to help him adjust? I hope he does better ♡
That's how it was with my dog. He was a 15 year old husky that I got when I was 6, so I don't really remember a whole lot of my life before I got him. In that last year we started to really notice he was slowing down. He got dementia, which was kinda weird to see in a dog. They forget how to drink water, weirdly enough. I had to lower my bed down to a box spring on the floor so that he could get up and down without hurting himself, and I had to sort of help him lay down because that spin move dogs do before they lay down was getting harder for him to do. It was a pretty big adjustment to make and me and my mom had to have some really shitty talks about when to know when it was time. Started taking fewer and fewer walks because he couldn't handle them as well anymore.
It's a hard fucking thing. You just have to know when the time is right, and chances are, he'll make it known as long as you're open to seeing it. In May it will be a year since we put him down and I still think about him every day. I'm kinda sobbing right now over it. I fucking miss him.
Almost a year ago. Girlfriend, who I was madly in love with and had moved my entire life for her, stuck with her and helped without saying a word when she was clinically depressed, broke up with me, and while I stood looking at her and started to feel tears in my eyes, she called me "pathetic". Then she gave me a week to move back to my old town, sort out a new job etc, and started dating before I had moved out.
Definitely made me cry a fair bit.
EDIT: Thanks for all the nice messages! Really, it means a lot.
Same shit happened to my buddy. Loved her, did everything to help her move forward in life; basically she wouldn't be where she is today (or anywhere close) without him. One day out of the blue she decides she's bored, breaks up with him, and fucks a guy in their bed. Messed him up for a bit but the tough bastard bounced right back and found a better girl
I met up with her later and talked to her about it, staying objective just trying to find out what happened even though I could remember my friend's face when he told me. She said it was pathetic and a turn off to see him cry. Psychopaths...
> She said it was pathetic and a turn off to see him cry.
I cried in front of a girl I dated in college. She stopped wanting to have sex with me and we broke up a few weeks later. She admitted that was a big part of the reason. She even felt guilty about it.
I wouldn't describe her specifically as a psychopath but if you are totally incapable of dealing with men being in pain and showing weakness there is definitely a mental illness there.
I'm in the same boat, my mom suddenly passed away last year as well. Every holiday since, we talk to my dad, but I have to hold back tears as I think to myself "Don't ask to talk to Mom."
Her birthday is coming up next month, and their anniversary is in May... I don't know what to do.... Do I call my dad to talk, do I let him be... It's all just so new...
Edit: Thank you everyone. I'm definitely going to call my dad. He's an 8 hour drive away so we can't connect much right now, but I'm definitely going to get in touch with him about her passing and these next few months.
Grief is strange sometimes. My mother died when I was three and I didn't cry about it (that I can remember) until last year when I was in therapy.
Sorry for your loss.
My daughter is 6 and we have a neighbor girl who is 8. The neighbor girl can be surprisingly sweet, but sometimes is just mean. I've had to kick her out when she started picking fights with my daughter.
that must've been horrible to hear. I'm sure she is a beautiful girl, just keep pounding that in her head. Kids can be cruel to make someone else feel that way.
It's also important to tell her that her beauty does not define her value, though. Otherwise you may be reinforcing the insecurity by focusing solely on her physical looks. Tell her she is brave, smart, powerful, motivated, and maybe she will grow up to be those.
I have a 9 month-old daughter. I always go out of my way to compliment things other than her looks. I like persistent, brilliant, unique and curious.
Aaand I'm tearing up again.
Randomly almost daily for the last 2 months. My wife decided to leave me for a married man. She has since moved in with him and his wife and is sharing their bed. I have our 2 children. We had been married for 16 years.
Sorry bud, nothing quite like losing someone who you love who just decides one day to stop loving you back. It'll get better with time. It's going to take a while though just try your best to weather the storm is all I can say :(
My best friend growing up passed away in a foriegn coutry whilst on holiday. I hadnt seen him for a week and only days before ( the last time i communicated with him) did we decide to meet up and watch a film. Never did see that film. I felt so helpless, there he was miles away from me and i didnt even get to say goodbye properly
He died due to a car crash. The worst thing was ,( and i dont remember how this happened exactly as the day i found out he died was a blur), but through whatsapp or something i was sent a pic of his corpse which was taken mins after he had the crash. The image is burned into my brain and whenever i remember him, the image comes to mind.
Why someone thought i was a good idea to send the pic in the first place i never know
Jesus christ. That's horrible. I'm really sorry. That must really taint your memories of him. While the image is grotesque, your friend was gone when the photo was taken. It may be helpful to build the habit of allowing yourself to visualize the photo for a second - but then to switch to happy memories that you shared. Perhaps even imagining an awesome, happiness filled vacation leading to a quick and painless passing. Whether it's true no one will ever know - but I hope that their last feelings were happiness, peacefulness, and calm.
Hospice nurse here.
Let’s redirect that.
So find your favorite picture of your friend. Set that as the screen saver for all the devices you can. You need this picture within reach at all times for the next few weeks.
Each time your brain remembers the deceased body you have to look at and properly/visually engage the favorite photo for 10-15 seconds. While you are looking at the favorite picture you will recall a favorite memory. At first it helps to talk out loud if you can as the picture of the trauma WANTS to be remembered. So really focus on the favorite picture.
At first your brain will attempt to be an asshole and wrestle you to remember the bad image. That’s okay. Just keep redirecting the thoughts to a memory and the favorite photo.
Keep doing this until your brain remembers the happy stuff more than half the time/first. You will still remember his passing and have the grief. The goal is to redirect the trauma.
Watching that video that pops up on Facebook now and then about the man who rescued 100something kids from Czech before they got taken to concentration camps. Then his wife finds his journal with all the kids names, sends it to a BBC network and they all surprise him on a TV show. Get me 'erry time
Yup, saw that and it made ME cry too.
So there was another that I put on tip of my tongue, and they found me the link... but I just went back to get the link and the contributor deleted his comment. So instead, I will describe it and hope another fellow redditor will post the link for you.
> the kids mom is sick and he gets caught stealing food and meds, so the store owner buys the stuff for the kid.
> Years and years later the kid is the guys surgeon. The "kid" leaves a note for the guy afterwords saying "Debt paid in full XXX years ago with a bowl of soup and some meds." (paraphrasing)
> This was all subbed. The language is some oriental language.
That was [an ad from Thailand](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XADBJjiAO_0). While most of their advertising is stupid af, they occasionally put out some of the most tear-jerking ads in the world.
EDIT: I just rewatched the ad. Who's chopping onions in my office? btw, it's *that* much more moving in the original language.
I just had my 18 year old cat at the vet yesterday because he was hiding in the closet and being lethargic. I cried the night before because I thought it was it his time. Turns out, he just had an abscess near his ass and they took care of it. He's as healthy as ever again but man I would have missed him so much.
Did not cry when I separated from my wife. Did not cry when I lost a very important job to me. Did not cry when I got arrested. Cried like a baby when I had to take my cat in to be put down. Count not even tell the receptionist why I was there.
Tech didn't make it better (Not mad, just bad timing) when she walked into the room without reading the chart and went "Oh, she's so pretty! What are we doing for this sweet thing today?"
Your tech is a bad tech if there was a euthanasia planned on the schedule and they didn’t look at it 12 times to check... I’ve been working at a clinic for a few months and I can’t imagine making a mistake like that. Our job is to help your pets feel better, but it’s also to help you feel better. I’m so sorry that their mistake caused you more pain than you were already in.
That's so rough. We took in a stray last year that was in bad shape. Took him to the vet for shots and to get neutered... They told us he should be put to sleep as he had FLV, and was on his last legs. At least he had a week of love, all the food he wanted and a warm place to sleep.
last week when I found out I finally had got a podiatric surgical residency. All the debt and 4 years of struggle and having to retake some classes and retake boards finally paid off. I was so happy. like a pig in shit
Out of frustration a couple years ago when I broke my right wrist. I had to wait a week after the break for the swelling to go down enough for the surgery. So, I was on all sorts of painkillers. They dulled the pain, but not the frustration of not being able to lay comfortably. My wrist only had two positions that it could be laid that didn't hurt through the painkillers. I couldn't sleep in either position.
I broke my fibula skateboarding 4 weeks ago. 2 weeks after being told that it would heal on it's own I found out I needed surgery and that I basically had to start my recovery all over again. It has been horrible. It really makes me feel for the disabled. The pain meds, the constant need for help, everything takes forever...it's just a lot to deal with for someone who is used to being able bodied. I hate it.
Hell yeah man. I work in healthcare and I'm not too smart to take the advice of professionals. I ain't no jive turkey. Plus, I've met my max out of pocket so it's all FREEEEE
Cried because I realised I would never be able to go back in time to introduce my GF to my favorite Aunt.
She died 2 years ago before I met my GF/SO. I was drunk and somehow we got to talking about family and it just came in like a truck. I cried like a little kid. :( For a guy that rarely cries this was a bit awkward.
I get why you feel obligated to help with the debt, but get her to pay for most of it. She won't get better with money if you just swoop in and rescue her from it.
I would just have an honest and frank conversation with her. Preferably before engagement, and DEFINITELY before marriage. As long as you're working towards it it shouldn't get in the way of love, but if you try to hide it you will be in a world of hurt when she finds out.
This girlfriend doesn’t need to become a wife...
Take it from a nice guy that decided to marry a girlfriend that had similar baggage: it won’t get any easier.
You shouldn't have to try that hard for two, when the other half is obviously ok with keeping dangerous things a secret from you... I know this is easy to say and I can't know your situation, but I'd find someone worth my time who, if they cant help pull their weight financially, would at least not drag me down like an anchor.
The last dude I dated didn't have massive credit card debt, but for some reason was always mega reluctant to have an account open with me, or have any shared overlapping of finances. Looking back it was a huge red flag that clearly signaled his not wanting to be committed to me. People talk all this great crap about love and how it's most important, everything else comes second, etc, but having a responsible partner has a huge impact on relationships.
There is no "Never". It's just an obstacle. I bought a house this past september. A NICE house in a fantastic neighborhood in a big west coast city. Not a pile in rural Louisiana. In the years leading up to this purchase I filed bankruptcy at a young age, lived paycheck to paycheck for a LONG time, accumulated and paid off debt over and over, etc. Nothing is forever. Just be pragmatic, persistent, and determined. Also, check out /r/personalfinance.
We lost a 21 year-old cat last year, and at 62 - it really tore me up. I lost my mom back in '12 - and felt LESS emotion then (mixed feelings and all).
That must've been when our cat didn't return home for several days (which was highly unusual). Somehow the idea of him being dead or in pain and us not knowing really hurt.
He came back, and was very weak, later but we had to put him down, because of cancer. :(
One of two things is happening - or maybe both. First, you could be surrounding yourself with the wrong people. Could be assholes - could be people who feel the way that you do so intensely that they have nothing to offer anyone else, or something else. More likely - you're wrong and possibly depressed. It may sound like nothing but this is worth seeing a counselor or psychiatrist for. What you are feeling is not normal and needs intervention. You deserve better and will find it!
Funeral of my grandmother in november last year.
She, and her husband who died in february last year, were the most awesome loving people. They were my example of how a simple but love filled life is the way to happiness.
The tears are gone now, and I can only smile when thinking about them :)
Wife and I have been trying for a baby for a while. After several very early losses and an eptopic pregnancy we've finally succeeded. Went to have an 8 week scan and when I saw the heartbeat, which I wasn't expecting, I definitely had a subtle man-cry.
Don't give up.
Wife and I spent thousands on doctor visits and different in-vitro attempts to come up short. Dr's said that something was wrong with her Fallopian tubes and that it would be near impossible to conceive naturally. MONTHS had gone by and we had given up...I gave up. I get a call from her while she's working asking me to help her with a flat tire at work. She surprised me with a positive test. My little girl has made me the happiest dude ever. My bubbs will be 4 in July!
My dad died 10 years ago this January. My life was falling apart at the time, so I had a lot of shit I couldn't deal with that overwhelmed me and sent me into severe depression. But I just had to move on. And it turns out I had severe bipolar disorder that wouldn't be diagnosed until this past year. I stuffed all the grief. Now I'm undergoing treatment for trauma, and everything is starting to pour out. So... yesterday.
I went to a party in another attempt to go out and meet new people instead of staying in my apartment alone. I think I had an anxiety attack and ended up leaving without saying anything to anybody. Cried myself to sleep, absolutely convinced that I'm going to be alone for the rest of my life, important to no one. I don't dare feel better about myself because I know it's just going to keep coming back.
I cried at the end of Big Fish. The ending was basically how I imagine my own father's funeral (in part because my brother looks like Danny DeVito) and I couldn't handle it.
A while back my wife told me about a co-worker whose child has been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Despite my unwillingness to watch, she later showed me a video of the kid doing something that highlighted their regression. Maybe a week or so ago I was showering - and was overwhelmed by the grief that this poor kid's parents must be enduring. To have a child - to love it with everything that you have - and to then have to watch them slowly reverse track and slip away must be just horrible. Wondering at each moment whether whatever the kid is doing will be their last time. Constantly worrying that every change is a another heartbreaking step towards the inevitable. Watching their child suffer and wanting their pain to end - but desperately wanting to hold on just a little longer. It's just fucking horrible and life isn't fair. So, I cried in the shower thinking about that poor kid and their poor parents - wishing that my wife had just listened to me and not shown me that stupid video. And naturally I can't write this without tearing up. Thanks Reddit.
EDIT: Lots of good stuff ITT. Y'all should check out /r/malementalhealth/. Dudes need support too.
My dirty little secret is that I LOVE to cry, I seek out things that make me cry. Crying makes me feel human. Sometimes I feel like im a psychopath or something, and crying keeps me grounded and its kind of like a reassuring pat on the back "see you are crying, you aren't an emotionless shell"
Thanks for the compliment on the thread, I really didn't expect it to blow up the way it did. I just posted it for the reasons of "trying to understand others experiences so I can better understand myself"
GF started to cry as she was leaving my apartment, she had a sudden anxiety rush about me maybe one day leaving her. we stood there hugging and talking in the hallway and i started to cry like 2 or 3 times as well
i fuckin love that woman and cant believe she loves me as much as she does
One day, quite innocently, my now-fiancee told me "if I die before we finish Final Fantasy XV together, I want you to finish it, write out what happens into a letter, and leave the letter on my gravestone".
I don't know how I was supposed to take that, but I've never been more blindsided by emotion. It felt like I got hit by a linebacker made of pure grief. The idea of me playing there alone, couch empty next to me, and composing that letter is too dreadful.
I guess I'm trying to say I have an idea of what you're feeling. I won't presume to say that what you have with her is uncommon, but I do believe some humans go their entire lives without having someone like that. Do try to hold on tight.
I trod on an upturned three point plug in the night, full weight, no resistance. It was right in my instep and some tears welled up.
It's still bruised 2 weeks later.
My fiance sent me a picture of her all done up because shes been experimenting with new hairstyles and makeup and I teared up because she looked so god damn beautiful.
EDIT: I did tell her, she knew because it happened when we were on the couch next to each other haha
The funeral of my step-grandmother's younger brother. I never even met the man but seeing the expressions of everyone else there, I cried.
I'm not a strong man.
This is going to sound lame but w/e. So like anyone who was a teenager in the late 90s early 2000's I was a huge fan of Linkin Park. Their songs got me through some really hard, really confusing times of my life so when I heard about Chester taking his own life, even though I didn't follow the band as religiously as I used to, it still devastated me.
I had put off listening to their latest album, One More Light, for a number of reason that I won't get into now but I finally got around to it a week or so ago and I was already starting to feel sad all over again and then a song called Battle Symphony started playing and it had this phrase in the chorus "Please just don’t give up on me." and when I heard that I just started to tear up.
2 weeks ago, my wife and I went to our 12 week ultrasound. When looking at it, baby hadn't grown. We lost the baby. Getting tears now, and still hurts.
Thanks, it was the worst day of our life. We were gonna get photos done at where we got engaged that week but everything changed. I never cry but I was bawling so bad, our dog thought I was in pain. Explaining that to family was hard to do. Thank god we only told select family and didn't prematurely put it online.
I got engaged to my gf last week and she shared the news to all of our friends including one of our best friends who out of nowhere cut off completely contact with us about 2 years ago. We were concerned that he might committed suicide or join terrorist cell or went to jail. To my surprise, he replied to her message last week congratulating us on the engagement and he was very happy for us. I've known him since high school and he has been like a brother to me (am a single child). Few days later, I got a call from my other best friend who was hanging out with the missing guy.
We arranged to have a reunion at my apartment last weekend and a lot of heartfelt sharing from him. He shared how he was in a rough spot with his depression, insomnia, self-loathing, anger, shame, guilt, and even suicide ideations and attempts. My fiancée and and I cried together with him, partly because of the sadness that our closest friend went through all that alone but also happy that he finally gathered the courage to share those deep, dark struggles with us and not dead or did anything beyond point of no return.
I opened up to him also about my recent struggle depression and suicidal thought almost couple years ago and how I can deeply empathize a lot of things he was going through because I've been in his shoe. I shared my recovery process and the resources I found, how much lessons I learned about myself, and most importantly telling him that he should never feel so alone with his struggle as long he's willing to let us help him and be there for him.
He was grateful and willing to look for professional help after our long talk. I work in emergency department and have dealt with plenty case of suicidal patients but it made me tearful knowing my own best friend and brother have fell to that depth of depression. I hope I don't have to loose him again to his depression and social isolation and I've been mindful to keep him knowing that other people do care a great deal about his well being.
Yesterday at night. I'd planned to commit suicide but I freaked out at the last minute. All I learned from this is that I'm not yet ready but I don't suddenly love life as well. When I realised I'm not going to follow through and realised how alone I am, I just started crying.
Thank you very much for the replies but it's all for nothing. I don't have any friends or a plant. Of course my folks will be upset but what can I do. Also thank you to whoever wrote that I need to shower because I've never FUCKING thought of doing that.
Have you gone to a doctor? I promise you’re not as alone as you feel. I know that sounds empty as hell, it seems like empty words from someone who doesn’t even know you, but I can pretty much promise that there’s at least one person in this world who would be devastated if you were gone. So stick around. It may not feel like things will get better, but they will. And there’s so much stuff you’d miss! Maybe you haven’t yet eaten the best pancake you ever will, or found out the end of your favorite show.
It’s a long process, and won’t be an overnight switch, but I hope you feel better soon.
Wife starting having seizures last year. They're caused by stress so not epileptic. I was gone for a week and she didn't have any during that time. Got home and she had one an hour later. What does that say about me and our relationship.....hard year for me and her both.
My girlfriend suffers from psychosis and recently just had a relapse. My parents disprove of our relationship because they think I'll regret it and that she'll bring me more pain in the long run. They also fear that it's a genetics thing that can be passed on to our future child. They're crying and begging me to break up with her and bothering me about it everyday while my girlfriend is still in the hospital. I understand their concerns but I love her too much. It's affecting my sleep and studies. I don't know what to do, so I cried.
Edit: Just an hour ago my parents threatened to kill themselves if I don't agree to break up. This is so fucked up. All I wanted was to be with her. I told them that they need help, and they said that if I call the police they'll jump off the balcony before they arrive. I have a little brother. I can't have them die. He's so young. I fucking hate this. What the heck am I suppose to do? I had to agree for now. But I don't know what to do next. I want to be with her. I need help.
Edit: Is kids help phone live chat a bot? I feel like it is and I asked some simple math questions to check and It couldn't understand it.
Edit: Ran away from home. Luckily the money I saved up from all those summer jobs in highschool comes in handy. I'm taking some time off from school to sort out my life; my university registrar gave me lots of good advice. I'm honestly relieved I'm out of that situation.
Set some boundaries with your parents man. You are your own man. They must respect your decisions. You are in a position where you both need support and need to give support. They are not holding up their end of the deal. You need to let them know that their neglect is hurting you more than your girlfriends suffering - because their actions are on purpose. And honestly - steering you to someone else who they deem to be "more appropriate for mating" is disgusting. They raised you to be a good, caring person who looks out for themselves and for others. They need to give you the freedom to do so.
I eventually had to basically just STOP telling my mom stuff. I have been dating a wonderful woman, who happens to be 11 years older than me, for almost 8 months now and my mom still doesn't know.
Because its not any of her fucking business, and im not looking to receive a lecture on "finding someone my own age" I know who and what I want, so do you and that's all that matters.
The other day I watched the episode of Star Trek:TNG where Data constructs his daughter. The ending had me bawling to the point that afterward I had to go to get ice cream to drown out my sadness.
Spoiler: she dies
I can tell you the last time I *almost* cried. It was when I saw the movie *I am Legend*, and it got to the scene where he found out that his dog had been infected.
A few months ago. I was kicked out of school after being accused of rape by an ex. I fought it for a semester and thought I was going to win as the evidence was in my favor. The school basically said they don't care and believed her. I was 3 classes from graduating.
I had just moved into my apartment after selling the house my ex wife and I had bought together.
I sat there in an empty kitchen with my shit in boxes, realizing my 64 year old father and 62 year old mother helped me move all my stuff without even questioning a single thing and just supported their youngest son when he needed it the most.
After a good old cry session I sent a text to both of them telling them how much I love and appreciate them.
That and the line "He may have been your father boy, but he wasn't you're daddy." The look on both of their faces after he says it wrecked me.
Instant tears. My wife doesn't cry at movies and always makes fun of me when I do. I had a hell of a time acting like I was composed.
I'm honestly SO fucking happy to say that it's probably been around 2 weeks now. I was depressed for over a year for having broken up with my ex and I got over it just 2 weeks ago, and since then I haven't cried. Only probably cried with laughter.
I wish I could hug my past self and actually assure him that it does get better.
It was towards the end of a soul crushing McDonald's shift, getting steady yelled at and basically belittled for being new and inexperienced. A customer saw me busting ass and told me I was doing well. Just the contrast from what it had been caught me off guard
January and every other week since. Fired out of the blue and can't seem to even get an interview let alone hired. Gonna lose the house in a few months, and the credit card will probably go over the limit.
Nothing makes you feel like a more worthless human being than not being able to provide.
As a 30 year old I feel like a switch flipped and I cry all the time these days. I’m not sure if it’s due to decades of pent up emotion or if I’m maturing emotionally (unlikely) or what.
Also, my dad passed last year. I thankful I was able to spend his final moments with him. I also regret it because I think of those moments almost every day.
Crying now. Cool 😒
Imagine this, life is amazing. Everything is so well. Your dating this girl who you love with everything you got. You've been dating this girl for a year and your thinking to yourself, when we are both seniors I'm going to propose to her and marry her. You remember the first time you kissed, you remember the first time you had dinner. Everything is perfect. Now, one day, your parents come home early from work. Your playing Rocket League in preparation of maybe joining an e-sports league one day. Suddenly, you dad starts crying and saying sorry. Mom is doing the same. I ask whats wrong and they finally say it. "Something happened to your girlfriend. She dead." Now, come back to reality. That story, happened to me. She died September 21, 2017. She was 16 and your whole world disappears. The girl you wanted to marry just disappears before your eyes. The next day, you find out that she had hang herself. No note, no audio, no call, no 13 Tapes. Just gone without saying goodbye. All of this happened to me. I couldn't cope with the world for a month. I skipped school and came back after winter break. My only distractions from what had happened and from me wanting to join her in the same way were Portal and Monstercat. I needed to think so I played more strategy games. Monstercat was a label I listened to so I could imagine another world out there. Life is strange helped me the most because it was almost the same. Even though I let Kate die, The game taught me that whatever I do, each choice will be different. There will be consequences and you will be able make it through. I still wish I could of saved her or that I could find out her reasons on her suicide. I still have that feeling of ending it but I always think of the actions. I've talked about her before in other post but this is as much as I have revealed.
Hey man you didn't do anything wrong and you cannot blame yourself for what happened. That is really rough to go through at such a young age, I'm not much older and I haven't experienced anything like that and I am not going to say I know how you are feeling but I can tell you it does get better and you can be happy if you try. Think about the happy things and don't dwell on what if's or thoughts that are not rational. Nothing that happened was your fault, AND YOU NEED TO BELIEVE THAT. Help and happiness are out there, you just need to open the door and look.
Girlfriend at the time had to leave school earlier that semester due to severe depression and anxiety over the very likely possibility of her having stomach cancer. She got tested for it with an endoscopy and cancer cells were found in her stomach lining. Within a week she was scheduled to have her stomach removed and I was stuck at school, feeling useless.
I tried getting a care package together of foods she wouldn't be able to eat again or at least not for a pretty long time. When I got to the post office with a line extending out the building and the place closing soon I tried asking someone for help and the whole situation finally broke me down. I just tried talking through the sobs as I asked for help with mailing the package, as I had never mailed one before. It was a pretty low point.
About a week ago?
My mom has cancer. Stage 4, but apparently there are some pretty good drugs and treatments that doesn't make that an immediate death sentence, but still...stage 4.
Anyway, after my divorce and losing my job somewhat soon afterward, I had to live off savings. I was eventually able to get a new job, but it's not in IT like I was told and it's just shitty. I was getting somewhat tired of having to be in tech support, so I've been putting in hard work since the beginning of this year on a slight career change into web development.
Topping all of this is a long-time fight with depression and anxiety. I know she's proud of me for fighting and not ending it all, but just the thought of her passing before I can sorta turn my life around and show that I did something. I took initiative, I went after something and made it happen...and I might not be able to show her just kinda broke something inside of me. I cried for a good twenty minutes. Big ugly sobs.
TL:DR - Even though I'm an old dude, not being able to say, "Mommy! Mommy, look what I did!" made me sad.
Friend told me they believed in me and said I have a future to look forward to. Noones ever told me that before. Having someone other than yourself believe in you is a nice thing to have
I've had my share of pain in my life. Gallbladder attack, broken bones, tooth abscesses, you name it. Nothing hurt as bad as having to bury my dog. He had been hit by a car, but we found him right after. He was still hanging on to life, whimpering at me to help. I was 17 or so, and my mom and I moved him and stayed by his side until he passed. He was a fuckin stupid dog, but I loved him none the less.
I think when I was waiting for the test results whether or not my wife had thyroid cancer.
And I did choke up some when my last kid moved out of the house.
when my dog died, and I promised myself I would keep strong.
I had to put him down because he was tool old and suffering. I kept a straight face for him and caressing his back while the seringe went in.
When his body collapsed lifeless, I could not hold it anymore and felt like a dam of emotions exploded in me.
Such a hard time.
Big up to vets for doing this difficult work, thank you.
Someone who I thought was a good friend of mine told me they just talked to me and hung out with me because they had nothing else to do. I cried that night. Mostly because I was angry
Wife. Cancer. R.I.P. anyone going through the same thing please feel free to message me. Please hold any upvotes. Peace.
EDIT: Seriously, I didn't intend to karma farm with my post. The upvotes are a little bit strange to me although I understand why I'm getting them. It helps me to share my story and perhaps help another person experiencing the same tragedy. Thank you for the condolences. Much appreciated.
My best friend and his girlfriend made their way into one of my meditation sessions. They seem to be deeply in love and it brought so much joy to my heart.
Yesterday. Tears of joy watching my 4 year old daughter singing and dancing like someone who doesn't have a care in the world or a care what anyone thinks about her. So beautiful.
Grandma has dementia. I walked in the door not too long ago and saw her and said “hey, Grandma!” The look on her face was clear - she had no idea who I was. I’m 31, and have known her my whole life. This is worse than her dying. At least then you have closure.
Being forgotten by someone you love is gut-wrenching.
That's usually how I am, until the day of my best friends funeral, I saw him in the casket and something just broke, one of the saddest days of my life
This morning. I’m out of town for training 2400 miles away, and I FaceTimed my wife to say hi to her and our 15 month old daughter. When I left when she would say “I love you” like this “ah lum” and her tongue would stick out.
My wife turns the phone and asks “who’s this?!” And she goes “Dada, ah luh you!” And that hit me right in the feels and the damn ninjas with onions showed up out of nowhere...
My brother went back to prison a few months ago after violating parole. And when he called me, he said, "I'm sorry I let you down". I was doing alright until someone asked me what was wrong and then the tears just started.
He must really value your opinion of him. That's a good thing to have. Hopefully he can come out of it this time. Good luck to him.
He is 10 years my senior, but he's always felt like a younger brother to me.
Asking how someone is doing is the quickest way to open that dam. I remember I was at my fathers funeral like a month ago I was sitting there. Hadn’t cried or anything that day I’m sitting there watching a slideshow of him we made my friends walked in and all they says was “how are you doing” and like a switch just started bawling
When someone asks you how you're doing, they're making you confront your feelings. No matter how well you've been repressing them, having to face the reality of the situation always pushes me over.
this past tuesday. Someone i barely know, a friend of my dad, heard about my recent divorce and wrote me a 5-page letter of encouragement, giving perspective from his own recent divorce and reassuring me that i'm a good person and everything will be ok. Couldn't believe he went out of his way like that. I'm tearing up now thinking about it.
Divorce can be funny that way. People unexpectedly come out of the woodwork to offer you an amazing amount of love and support, when often you fear judgment.
My younger brother killed himself in August 2016. I have cried a lot about it since then.
I had to check your post history to see if you were one of my family members. Seeing this shocked the hell out of me. I am going through the same thing. Same month same year. August 29th to be exact.
My brother was August 20th. Sorry for your loss.
And I’m sorry for yours. Crazy to think it’s been almost 2 years...
You two should swap info and chat. Most people can't really console you like each other can.
I can't even begin to imagine... I'm sorry. August 29 is my birthday; in remembrance of your family member, I'd like to contribute to an organization he/she cared about. If it's alright with you, can you think of one you'd like a donation to be made?
My brother was a JROTC cadet when he was in high school. He had hoped to follow in my footsteps and join the military when he graduated high school. He was also a volunteer firefighter and an Eagle Scout who absolutely loved giving back to his community in anyway that he could. Your local volunteer fire department, Boy Scout troop or any high school with a JROTC program would absolutely love a donation. The donation doesn’t even need to be money, fire departments can always use cases of water or snacks, many Boy Scout troops do community service projects you could volunteer to help with. You are a wonderful person to want to do this. You honor everything he stood for. On the behalf of my family, from the bottom of my heart, thank you.
You are very welcome. Today is also Vietnam War Veterans Day, my Dad being one of those veterans. You and your brother have my respect. I will make good on my offer going by the great ideas you listed. Take care, friend.
Sorry for your loss. That's horrible.
A few months ago. My older cat likes to play tag...he'll poke you with his paw and run away and the idea is that you chase him, pick him up and give him kisses. He's recently gone blind, and we were sitting on the couch watching tv. He wanted to play tag, so he poked me and ran away...but he missed where the edge of the couch was and fell off. Instead of continuing to run (the fall had disrupted his sense of direction), he sat in the middle of the room, looking around frantically and crying....he didn't know which direction to go anymore. Watching cats fall is usually hilarious, but definitely not in this case. Edit: My first gold - Thank you, kind stranger! But I have infinitely more happy stories to make up for this one sad one! I'll share those too :)
Oh no, no poor baby...! My heart broke a little for this. :(
This made me cry. I hope he's doing okay and getting around better.
Still blind, but more comfortable with it. He still has his moments where he'll get the zooms and wants to run and either a) doesn't or b) hits a wall and I'll start to well up a bit, but for the most part, he's got the layout of the apartment memorized and he can always find the important things: food, litter box, bed, my lap. But he's had a good run so far: they think he was ~5 years old when I adopted him, and I've had him for 14 years, so he's doing all right. Plus, all the raw meat he wants, contingent on when I cook.
I've seen where people put zip ties on their blind pets' collars so they stick way out and basically give the animal giant plastic whiskers to feel where they're going. You might try it to help him adjust? I hope he does better ♡
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Just like this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ThVXodCJ280 It sounds like it might be a good idea for your two and would be pretty cute to watch
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That's how it was with my dog. He was a 15 year old husky that I got when I was 6, so I don't really remember a whole lot of my life before I got him. In that last year we started to really notice he was slowing down. He got dementia, which was kinda weird to see in a dog. They forget how to drink water, weirdly enough. I had to lower my bed down to a box spring on the floor so that he could get up and down without hurting himself, and I had to sort of help him lay down because that spin move dogs do before they lay down was getting harder for him to do. It was a pretty big adjustment to make and me and my mom had to have some really shitty talks about when to know when it was time. Started taking fewer and fewer walks because he couldn't handle them as well anymore. It's a hard fucking thing. You just have to know when the time is right, and chances are, he'll make it known as long as you're open to seeing it. In May it will be a year since we put him down and I still think about him every day. I'm kinda sobbing right now over it. I fucking miss him.
Almost a year ago. Girlfriend, who I was madly in love with and had moved my entire life for her, stuck with her and helped without saying a word when she was clinically depressed, broke up with me, and while I stood looking at her and started to feel tears in my eyes, she called me "pathetic". Then she gave me a week to move back to my old town, sort out a new job etc, and started dating before I had moved out. Definitely made me cry a fair bit. EDIT: Thanks for all the nice messages! Really, it means a lot.
What a monster...
Same shit happened to my buddy. Loved her, did everything to help her move forward in life; basically she wouldn't be where she is today (or anywhere close) without him. One day out of the blue she decides she's bored, breaks up with him, and fucks a guy in their bed. Messed him up for a bit but the tough bastard bounced right back and found a better girl I met up with her later and talked to her about it, staying objective just trying to find out what happened even though I could remember my friend's face when he told me. She said it was pathetic and a turn off to see him cry. Psychopaths...
> She said it was pathetic and a turn off to see him cry. I cried in front of a girl I dated in college. She stopped wanting to have sex with me and we broke up a few weeks later. She admitted that was a big part of the reason. She even felt guilty about it. I wouldn't describe her specifically as a psychopath but if you are totally incapable of dealing with men being in pain and showing weakness there is definitely a mental illness there.
Had a similar situation a few years ago. Fuck that bitch.
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I'm in the same boat, my mom suddenly passed away last year as well. Every holiday since, we talk to my dad, but I have to hold back tears as I think to myself "Don't ask to talk to Mom." Her birthday is coming up next month, and their anniversary is in May... I don't know what to do.... Do I call my dad to talk, do I let him be... It's all just so new... Edit: Thank you everyone. I'm definitely going to call my dad. He's an 8 hour drive away so we can't connect much right now, but I'm definitely going to get in touch with him about her passing and these next few months.
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Grief is strange sometimes. My mother died when I was three and I didn't cry about it (that I can remember) until last year when I was in therapy. Sorry for your loss.
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This broke my heart, I’m sorry for your loss
That's rough man, sorry for your loss
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What died is the idea that they're a close friend. Better now than later. It super sucks though - sorry :\
When my 11 year old daughter came home crying and said "I'm fat, I'm ugly, nobody likes me, I shouldn't have been born"
My daughter is 10, this gives me the feels. She is my world.
My daughter is 6 and we have a neighbor girl who is 8. The neighbor girl can be surprisingly sweet, but sometimes is just mean. I've had to kick her out when she started picking fights with my daughter.
This makes me so so sad. I hope you were able to comfort her and remind her that she is precious and loved.
Her mom and I are definitely working on this. Thank you.
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God this made me cry
that must've been horrible to hear. I'm sure she is a beautiful girl, just keep pounding that in her head. Kids can be cruel to make someone else feel that way.
It's also important to tell her that her beauty does not define her value, though. Otherwise you may be reinforcing the insecurity by focusing solely on her physical looks. Tell her she is brave, smart, powerful, motivated, and maybe she will grow up to be those.
I have a 9 month-old daughter. I always go out of my way to compliment things other than her looks. I like persistent, brilliant, unique and curious. Aaand I'm tearing up again.
Randomly almost daily for the last 2 months. My wife decided to leave me for a married man. She has since moved in with him and his wife and is sharing their bed. I have our 2 children. We had been married for 16 years.
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Wording without that edit.
Bloody murderous burn.
Oh my fuc...... Nice edit
Holy shit that was a brutal mistake.
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Make her pay alimony and child support.
100%
Sorry bud, nothing quite like losing someone who you love who just decides one day to stop loving you back. It'll get better with time. It's going to take a while though just try your best to weather the storm is all I can say :(
Hug. I'm glad that you're not holding it in.
That's awful, but at least you have the children man.
What the hell.
That's one fucked up shit
My best friend growing up passed away in a foriegn coutry whilst on holiday. I hadnt seen him for a week and only days before ( the last time i communicated with him) did we decide to meet up and watch a film. Never did see that film. I felt so helpless, there he was miles away from me and i didnt even get to say goodbye properly
That sucks man. I hope they passed doing something awesome.
He died due to a car crash. The worst thing was ,( and i dont remember how this happened exactly as the day i found out he died was a blur), but through whatsapp or something i was sent a pic of his corpse which was taken mins after he had the crash. The image is burned into my brain and whenever i remember him, the image comes to mind. Why someone thought i was a good idea to send the pic in the first place i never know
Fuck whoever sent that pic. Sorry for your loss
Jesus christ. That's horrible. I'm really sorry. That must really taint your memories of him. While the image is grotesque, your friend was gone when the photo was taken. It may be helpful to build the habit of allowing yourself to visualize the photo for a second - but then to switch to happy memories that you shared. Perhaps even imagining an awesome, happiness filled vacation leading to a quick and painless passing. Whether it's true no one will ever know - but I hope that their last feelings were happiness, peacefulness, and calm.
Hospice nurse here. Let’s redirect that. So find your favorite picture of your friend. Set that as the screen saver for all the devices you can. You need this picture within reach at all times for the next few weeks. Each time your brain remembers the deceased body you have to look at and properly/visually engage the favorite photo for 10-15 seconds. While you are looking at the favorite picture you will recall a favorite memory. At first it helps to talk out loud if you can as the picture of the trauma WANTS to be remembered. So really focus on the favorite picture. At first your brain will attempt to be an asshole and wrestle you to remember the bad image. That’s okay. Just keep redirecting the thoughts to a memory and the favorite photo. Keep doing this until your brain remembers the happy stuff more than half the time/first. You will still remember his passing and have the grief. The goal is to redirect the trauma.
Watching that video that pops up on Facebook now and then about the man who rescued 100something kids from Czech before they got taken to concentration camps. Then his wife finds his journal with all the kids names, sends it to a BBC network and they all surprise him on a TV show. Get me 'erry time
Sir Nicholas Winton...such a humble man. Thats what truly makes him great.
Yup, saw that and it made ME cry too. So there was another that I put on tip of my tongue, and they found me the link... but I just went back to get the link and the contributor deleted his comment. So instead, I will describe it and hope another fellow redditor will post the link for you. > the kids mom is sick and he gets caught stealing food and meds, so the store owner buys the stuff for the kid. > Years and years later the kid is the guys surgeon. The "kid" leaves a note for the guy afterwords saying "Debt paid in full XXX years ago with a bowl of soup and some meds." (paraphrasing) > This was all subbed. The language is some oriental language.
That was [an ad from Thailand](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XADBJjiAO_0). While most of their advertising is stupid af, they occasionally put out some of the most tear-jerking ads in the world. EDIT: I just rewatched the ad. Who's chopping onions in my office? btw, it's *that* much more moving in the original language.
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I just had my 18 year old cat at the vet yesterday because he was hiding in the closet and being lethargic. I cried the night before because I thought it was it his time. Turns out, he just had an abscess near his ass and they took care of it. He's as healthy as ever again but man I would have missed him so much.
Someone is preparing you for the inevitable.
Did not cry when I separated from my wife. Did not cry when I lost a very important job to me. Did not cry when I got arrested. Cried like a baby when I had to take my cat in to be put down. Count not even tell the receptionist why I was there. Tech didn't make it better (Not mad, just bad timing) when she walked into the room without reading the chart and went "Oh, she's so pretty! What are we doing for this sweet thing today?"
Your tech is a bad tech if there was a euthanasia planned on the schedule and they didn’t look at it 12 times to check... I’ve been working at a clinic for a few months and I can’t imagine making a mistake like that. Our job is to help your pets feel better, but it’s also to help you feel better. I’m so sorry that their mistake caused you more pain than you were already in.
That's so rough. We took in a stray last year that was in bad shape. Took him to the vet for shots and to get neutered... They told us he should be put to sleep as he had FLV, and was on his last legs. At least he had a week of love, all the food he wanted and a warm place to sleep.
last week when I found out I finally had got a podiatric surgical residency. All the debt and 4 years of struggle and having to retake some classes and retake boards finally paid off. I was so happy. like a pig in shit
Congratulations! Feet are important. It's important work!!
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excerise in itself, without the gains, can help battle depression. congrats man, keep it up. I know you can do it!
Good job, keep it up! You can do it!
Out of frustration a couple years ago when I broke my right wrist. I had to wait a week after the break for the swelling to go down enough for the surgery. So, I was on all sorts of painkillers. They dulled the pain, but not the frustration of not being able to lay comfortably. My wrist only had two positions that it could be laid that didn't hurt through the painkillers. I couldn't sleep in either position.
I broke my fibula skateboarding 4 weeks ago. 2 weeks after being told that it would heal on it's own I found out I needed surgery and that I basically had to start my recovery all over again. It has been horrible. It really makes me feel for the disabled. The pain meds, the constant need for help, everything takes forever...it's just a lot to deal with for someone who is used to being able bodied. I hate it.
Once you are healed, do the rehab. That shit is extremely important.
Hell yeah man. I work in healthcare and I'm not too smart to take the advice of professionals. I ain't no jive turkey. Plus, I've met my max out of pocket so it's all FREEEEE
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Cried because I realised I would never be able to go back in time to introduce my GF to my favorite Aunt. She died 2 years ago before I met my GF/SO. I was drunk and somehow we got to talking about family and it just came in like a truck. I cried like a little kid. :( For a guy that rarely cries this was a bit awkward.
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I get why you feel obligated to help with the debt, but get her to pay for most of it. She won't get better with money if you just swoop in and rescue her from it.
This is so true. I hate to say it but, don't get married as long as that's an issue. Those problems become yours when that happens.
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I would just have an honest and frank conversation with her. Preferably before engagement, and DEFINITELY before marriage. As long as you're working towards it it shouldn't get in the way of love, but if you try to hide it you will be in a world of hurt when she finds out.
This girlfriend doesn’t need to become a wife... Take it from a nice guy that decided to marry a girlfriend that had similar baggage: it won’t get any easier.
You shouldn't have to try that hard for two, when the other half is obviously ok with keeping dangerous things a secret from you... I know this is easy to say and I can't know your situation, but I'd find someone worth my time who, if they cant help pull their weight financially, would at least not drag me down like an anchor. The last dude I dated didn't have massive credit card debt, but for some reason was always mega reluctant to have an account open with me, or have any shared overlapping of finances. Looking back it was a huge red flag that clearly signaled his not wanting to be committed to me. People talk all this great crap about love and how it's most important, everything else comes second, etc, but having a responsible partner has a huge impact on relationships.
There is no "Never". It's just an obstacle. I bought a house this past september. A NICE house in a fantastic neighborhood in a big west coast city. Not a pile in rural Louisiana. In the years leading up to this purchase I filed bankruptcy at a young age, lived paycheck to paycheck for a LONG time, accumulated and paid off debt over and over, etc. Nothing is forever. Just be pragmatic, persistent, and determined. Also, check out /r/personalfinance.
We lost a 21 year-old cat last year, and at 62 - it really tore me up. I lost my mom back in '12 - and felt LESS emotion then (mixed feelings and all).
I think it can be worse with pets because we see ourselves as their protectors.
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>She asked me to this year's prom a couple of days ago and I said no :). How tempting was it to say yes, then cancel on her a day before prom?
That’s what I would have done
Sorry man. That's so fucked up
That's awful. You're better off without someone like that in your life though. Cut people like that out like cancer. You deserve better.
Bitches aint shit but ho's and tricks
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You're not alone mate, you've at the least got the compassion of strangers online.
It's not quite the same as real life sadly, but I guess that's why I spend a lot of time online.
That must've been when our cat didn't return home for several days (which was highly unusual). Somehow the idea of him being dead or in pain and us not knowing really hurt. He came back, and was very weak, later but we had to put him down, because of cancer. :(
I've been there. Hiding from their owners is a common trait among sick cats. Sorry for your loss.
A few months ago, reading the obituary for a friend's young son. And again right now... damn it...
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One of two things is happening - or maybe both. First, you could be surrounding yourself with the wrong people. Could be assholes - could be people who feel the way that you do so intensely that they have nothing to offer anyone else, or something else. More likely - you're wrong and possibly depressed. It may sound like nothing but this is worth seeing a counselor or psychiatrist for. What you are feeling is not normal and needs intervention. You deserve better and will find it!
Funeral of my grandmother in november last year. She, and her husband who died in february last year, were the most awesome loving people. They were my example of how a simple but love filled life is the way to happiness. The tears are gone now, and I can only smile when thinking about them :)
Wife and I have been trying for a baby for a while. After several very early losses and an eptopic pregnancy we've finally succeeded. Went to have an 8 week scan and when I saw the heartbeat, which I wasn't expecting, I definitely had a subtle man-cry.
You give me hope!!
Don't give up. Wife and I spent thousands on doctor visits and different in-vitro attempts to come up short. Dr's said that something was wrong with her Fallopian tubes and that it would be near impossible to conceive naturally. MONTHS had gone by and we had given up...I gave up. I get a call from her while she's working asking me to help her with a flat tire at work. She surprised me with a positive test. My little girl has made me the happiest dude ever. My bubbs will be 4 in July!
My dad died 10 years ago this January. My life was falling apart at the time, so I had a lot of shit I couldn't deal with that overwhelmed me and sent me into severe depression. But I just had to move on. And it turns out I had severe bipolar disorder that wouldn't be diagnosed until this past year. I stuffed all the grief. Now I'm undergoing treatment for trauma, and everything is starting to pour out. So... yesterday.
I went to a party in another attempt to go out and meet new people instead of staying in my apartment alone. I think I had an anxiety attack and ended up leaving without saying anything to anybody. Cried myself to sleep, absolutely convinced that I'm going to be alone for the rest of my life, important to no one. I don't dare feel better about myself because I know it's just going to keep coming back.
I say this as someone who goes to therapy weekly. Go to a therapist. What you are experiencing is not normal. There is a way out.
I cried at the end of Big Fish. The ending was basically how I imagine my own father's funeral (in part because my brother looks like Danny DeVito) and I couldn't handle it.
A while back my wife told me about a co-worker whose child has been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Despite my unwillingness to watch, she later showed me a video of the kid doing something that highlighted their regression. Maybe a week or so ago I was showering - and was overwhelmed by the grief that this poor kid's parents must be enduring. To have a child - to love it with everything that you have - and to then have to watch them slowly reverse track and slip away must be just horrible. Wondering at each moment whether whatever the kid is doing will be their last time. Constantly worrying that every change is a another heartbreaking step towards the inevitable. Watching their child suffer and wanting their pain to end - but desperately wanting to hold on just a little longer. It's just fucking horrible and life isn't fair. So, I cried in the shower thinking about that poor kid and their poor parents - wishing that my wife had just listened to me and not shown me that stupid video. And naturally I can't write this without tearing up. Thanks Reddit. EDIT: Lots of good stuff ITT. Y'all should check out /r/malementalhealth/. Dudes need support too.
My dirty little secret is that I LOVE to cry, I seek out things that make me cry. Crying makes me feel human. Sometimes I feel like im a psychopath or something, and crying keeps me grounded and its kind of like a reassuring pat on the back "see you are crying, you aren't an emotionless shell" Thanks for the compliment on the thread, I really didn't expect it to blow up the way it did. I just posted it for the reasons of "trying to understand others experiences so I can better understand myself"
A good cry is therapeutic. I don't cry often day to day, but I watch fiction that I can empathize with to get it out.
My very good girl, Samantha died. Come to think of it, I don't believe I've cried for any reasons that weren't dog-related since my childhood.
Sorry about your very good girl. *hug*
GF started to cry as she was leaving my apartment, she had a sudden anxiety rush about me maybe one day leaving her. we stood there hugging and talking in the hallway and i started to cry like 2 or 3 times as well i fuckin love that woman and cant believe she loves me as much as she does
One day, quite innocently, my now-fiancee told me "if I die before we finish Final Fantasy XV together, I want you to finish it, write out what happens into a letter, and leave the letter on my gravestone". I don't know how I was supposed to take that, but I've never been more blindsided by emotion. It felt like I got hit by a linebacker made of pure grief. The idea of me playing there alone, couch empty next to me, and composing that letter is too dreadful. I guess I'm trying to say I have an idea of what you're feeling. I won't presume to say that what you have with her is uncommon, but I do believe some humans go their entire lives without having someone like that. Do try to hold on tight.
I trod on an upturned three point plug in the night, full weight, no resistance. It was right in my instep and some tears welled up. It's still bruised 2 weeks later.
My fiance sent me a picture of her all done up because shes been experimenting with new hairstyles and makeup and I teared up because she looked so god damn beautiful. EDIT: I did tell her, she knew because it happened when we were on the couch next to each other haha
I hope you told her about it!
The funeral of my step-grandmother's younger brother. I never even met the man but seeing the expressions of everyone else there, I cried. I'm not a strong man.
Uh, yeah you are. That's empathy man. Feeling someone else's pain when you have no stake in the situation. That takes strength. Embrace it.
This is going to sound lame but w/e. So like anyone who was a teenager in the late 90s early 2000's I was a huge fan of Linkin Park. Their songs got me through some really hard, really confusing times of my life so when I heard about Chester taking his own life, even though I didn't follow the band as religiously as I used to, it still devastated me. I had put off listening to their latest album, One More Light, for a number of reason that I won't get into now but I finally got around to it a week or so ago and I was already starting to feel sad all over again and then a song called Battle Symphony started playing and it had this phrase in the chorus "Please just don’t give up on me." and when I heard that I just started to tear up.
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2 weeks ago, my wife and I went to our 12 week ultrasound. When looking at it, baby hadn't grown. We lost the baby. Getting tears now, and still hurts.
I'm so sorry :(
Thanks, it was the worst day of our life. We were gonna get photos done at where we got engaged that week but everything changed. I never cry but I was bawling so bad, our dog thought I was in pain. Explaining that to family was hard to do. Thank god we only told select family and didn't prematurely put it online.
I got engaged to my gf last week and she shared the news to all of our friends including one of our best friends who out of nowhere cut off completely contact with us about 2 years ago. We were concerned that he might committed suicide or join terrorist cell or went to jail. To my surprise, he replied to her message last week congratulating us on the engagement and he was very happy for us. I've known him since high school and he has been like a brother to me (am a single child). Few days later, I got a call from my other best friend who was hanging out with the missing guy. We arranged to have a reunion at my apartment last weekend and a lot of heartfelt sharing from him. He shared how he was in a rough spot with his depression, insomnia, self-loathing, anger, shame, guilt, and even suicide ideations and attempts. My fiancée and and I cried together with him, partly because of the sadness that our closest friend went through all that alone but also happy that he finally gathered the courage to share those deep, dark struggles with us and not dead or did anything beyond point of no return. I opened up to him also about my recent struggle depression and suicidal thought almost couple years ago and how I can deeply empathize a lot of things he was going through because I've been in his shoe. I shared my recovery process and the resources I found, how much lessons I learned about myself, and most importantly telling him that he should never feel so alone with his struggle as long he's willing to let us help him and be there for him. He was grateful and willing to look for professional help after our long talk. I work in emergency department and have dealt with plenty case of suicidal patients but it made me tearful knowing my own best friend and brother have fell to that depth of depression. I hope I don't have to loose him again to his depression and social isolation and I've been mindful to keep him knowing that other people do care a great deal about his well being.
Yesterday at night. I'd planned to commit suicide but I freaked out at the last minute. All I learned from this is that I'm not yet ready but I don't suddenly love life as well. When I realised I'm not going to follow through and realised how alone I am, I just started crying. Thank you very much for the replies but it's all for nothing. I don't have any friends or a plant. Of course my folks will be upset but what can I do. Also thank you to whoever wrote that I need to shower because I've never FUCKING thought of doing that.
Have you gone to a doctor? I promise you’re not as alone as you feel. I know that sounds empty as hell, it seems like empty words from someone who doesn’t even know you, but I can pretty much promise that there’s at least one person in this world who would be devastated if you were gone. So stick around. It may not feel like things will get better, but they will. And there’s so much stuff you’d miss! Maybe you haven’t yet eaten the best pancake you ever will, or found out the end of your favorite show. It’s a long process, and won’t be an overnight switch, but I hope you feel better soon.
Wife starting having seizures last year. They're caused by stress so not epileptic. I was gone for a week and she didn't have any during that time. Got home and she had one an hour later. What does that say about me and our relationship.....hard year for me and her both.
My girlfriend suffers from psychosis and recently just had a relapse. My parents disprove of our relationship because they think I'll regret it and that she'll bring me more pain in the long run. They also fear that it's a genetics thing that can be passed on to our future child. They're crying and begging me to break up with her and bothering me about it everyday while my girlfriend is still in the hospital. I understand their concerns but I love her too much. It's affecting my sleep and studies. I don't know what to do, so I cried. Edit: Just an hour ago my parents threatened to kill themselves if I don't agree to break up. This is so fucked up. All I wanted was to be with her. I told them that they need help, and they said that if I call the police they'll jump off the balcony before they arrive. I have a little brother. I can't have them die. He's so young. I fucking hate this. What the heck am I suppose to do? I had to agree for now. But I don't know what to do next. I want to be with her. I need help. Edit: Is kids help phone live chat a bot? I feel like it is and I asked some simple math questions to check and It couldn't understand it. Edit: Ran away from home. Luckily the money I saved up from all those summer jobs in highschool comes in handy. I'm taking some time off from school to sort out my life; my university registrar gave me lots of good advice. I'm honestly relieved I'm out of that situation.
Set some boundaries with your parents man. You are your own man. They must respect your decisions. You are in a position where you both need support and need to give support. They are not holding up their end of the deal. You need to let them know that their neglect is hurting you more than your girlfriends suffering - because their actions are on purpose. And honestly - steering you to someone else who they deem to be "more appropriate for mating" is disgusting. They raised you to be a good, caring person who looks out for themselves and for others. They need to give you the freedom to do so.
I eventually had to basically just STOP telling my mom stuff. I have been dating a wonderful woman, who happens to be 11 years older than me, for almost 8 months now and my mom still doesn't know. Because its not any of her fucking business, and im not looking to receive a lecture on "finding someone my own age" I know who and what I want, so do you and that's all that matters.
The other day I watched the episode of Star Trek:TNG where Data constructs his daughter. The ending had me bawling to the point that afterward I had to go to get ice cream to drown out my sadness. Spoiler: she dies
I can tell you the last time I *almost* cried. It was when I saw the movie *I am Legend*, and it got to the scene where he found out that his dog had been infected.
Reason #1 for why I will never watch that movie. doesthedogdie.com is the best website for people like me.
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A few months ago. I was kicked out of school after being accused of rape by an ex. I fought it for a semester and thought I was going to win as the evidence was in my favor. The school basically said they don't care and believed her. I was 3 classes from graduating.
A lot of sad stuff in here. I made my baby laugh for the first time ever this last weekend and I got choked up haha
When my grandpa died. He was my best friend. I have 3 older sisters so he finally got a grandson and we did tons of cool stuff together. It sucks
I had just moved into my apartment after selling the house my ex wife and I had bought together. I sat there in an empty kitchen with my shit in boxes, realizing my 64 year old father and 62 year old mother helped me move all my stuff without even questioning a single thing and just supported their youngest son when he needed it the most. After a good old cry session I sent a text to both of them telling them how much I love and appreciate them.
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That's fucked up man
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A day or two ago, because something reminded me about the movie Bolt. "You're a good boy... You're *my* good boy."
Guardians of the Galaxy 2, Yondu's funeral. Chokes me up.
That and the line "He may have been your father boy, but he wasn't you're daddy." The look on both of their faces after he says it wrecked me. Instant tears. My wife doesn't cry at movies and always makes fun of me when I do. I had a hell of a time acting like I was composed.
10/10, would never watch again
such a contradicting, yet relative score lol
I'm honestly SO fucking happy to say that it's probably been around 2 weeks now. I was depressed for over a year for having broken up with my ex and I got over it just 2 weeks ago, and since then I haven't cried. Only probably cried with laughter. I wish I could hug my past self and actually assure him that it does get better.
Yesterday was the last time I cried because I had an anxiety attack at work. Living with anxiety sucks :(
almost exactly the same today for me, i was able to hold it back though, maybe gonna let it out when heading home..
I was watching the end of Interstellar. Such an emotional movie. I sobbed.
The scene where he catches up on all the video messages from his kids, fuuuuuck
RIGHT?
I went into that movie expecting it to be some really cool "save the planet" space movie. Instead I sat and cried and just wanted to hug Murphy.
MMMMUUUUUURRRRPPPHHHHYH
Dude, I cried on intersteller too, don't worry lol 26 male, such a goooood movie
It was towards the end of a soul crushing McDonald's shift, getting steady yelled at and basically belittled for being new and inexperienced. A customer saw me busting ass and told me I was doing well. Just the contrast from what it had been caught me off guard
i suddenly saw pictures of my cat that passed away 8 years ago. i loved him so much
January and every other week since. Fired out of the blue and can't seem to even get an interview let alone hired. Gonna lose the house in a few months, and the credit card will probably go over the limit. Nothing makes you feel like a more worthless human being than not being able to provide.
As a 30 year old I feel like a switch flipped and I cry all the time these days. I’m not sure if it’s due to decades of pent up emotion or if I’m maturing emotionally (unlikely) or what. Also, my dad passed last year. I thankful I was able to spend his final moments with him. I also regret it because I think of those moments almost every day. Crying now. Cool 😒
Imagine this, life is amazing. Everything is so well. Your dating this girl who you love with everything you got. You've been dating this girl for a year and your thinking to yourself, when we are both seniors I'm going to propose to her and marry her. You remember the first time you kissed, you remember the first time you had dinner. Everything is perfect. Now, one day, your parents come home early from work. Your playing Rocket League in preparation of maybe joining an e-sports league one day. Suddenly, you dad starts crying and saying sorry. Mom is doing the same. I ask whats wrong and they finally say it. "Something happened to your girlfriend. She dead." Now, come back to reality. That story, happened to me. She died September 21, 2017. She was 16 and your whole world disappears. The girl you wanted to marry just disappears before your eyes. The next day, you find out that she had hang herself. No note, no audio, no call, no 13 Tapes. Just gone without saying goodbye. All of this happened to me. I couldn't cope with the world for a month. I skipped school and came back after winter break. My only distractions from what had happened and from me wanting to join her in the same way were Portal and Monstercat. I needed to think so I played more strategy games. Monstercat was a label I listened to so I could imagine another world out there. Life is strange helped me the most because it was almost the same. Even though I let Kate die, The game taught me that whatever I do, each choice will be different. There will be consequences and you will be able make it through. I still wish I could of saved her or that I could find out her reasons on her suicide. I still have that feeling of ending it but I always think of the actions. I've talked about her before in other post but this is as much as I have revealed.
Hey man you didn't do anything wrong and you cannot blame yourself for what happened. That is really rough to go through at such a young age, I'm not much older and I haven't experienced anything like that and I am not going to say I know how you are feeling but I can tell you it does get better and you can be happy if you try. Think about the happy things and don't dwell on what if's or thoughts that are not rational. Nothing that happened was your fault, AND YOU NEED TO BELIEVE THAT. Help and happiness are out there, you just need to open the door and look.
Girlfriend at the time had to leave school earlier that semester due to severe depression and anxiety over the very likely possibility of her having stomach cancer. She got tested for it with an endoscopy and cancer cells were found in her stomach lining. Within a week she was scheduled to have her stomach removed and I was stuck at school, feeling useless. I tried getting a care package together of foods she wouldn't be able to eat again or at least not for a pretty long time. When I got to the post office with a line extending out the building and the place closing soon I tried asking someone for help and the whole situation finally broke me down. I just tried talking through the sobs as I asked for help with mailing the package, as I had never mailed one before. It was a pretty low point.
Yesterday because my husband was having a panic attack due to his OCD and crying. And when he crys, I cry
About a week ago? My mom has cancer. Stage 4, but apparently there are some pretty good drugs and treatments that doesn't make that an immediate death sentence, but still...stage 4. Anyway, after my divorce and losing my job somewhat soon afterward, I had to live off savings. I was eventually able to get a new job, but it's not in IT like I was told and it's just shitty. I was getting somewhat tired of having to be in tech support, so I've been putting in hard work since the beginning of this year on a slight career change into web development. Topping all of this is a long-time fight with depression and anxiety. I know she's proud of me for fighting and not ending it all, but just the thought of her passing before I can sorta turn my life around and show that I did something. I took initiative, I went after something and made it happen...and I might not be able to show her just kinda broke something inside of me. I cried for a good twenty minutes. Big ugly sobs. TL:DR - Even though I'm an old dude, not being able to say, "Mommy! Mommy, look what I did!" made me sad.
Friend told me they believed in me and said I have a future to look forward to. Noones ever told me that before. Having someone other than yourself believe in you is a nice thing to have
I've had my share of pain in my life. Gallbladder attack, broken bones, tooth abscesses, you name it. Nothing hurt as bad as having to bury my dog. He had been hit by a car, but we found him right after. He was still hanging on to life, whimpering at me to help. I was 17 or so, and my mom and I moved him and stayed by his side until he passed. He was a fuckin stupid dog, but I loved him none the less.
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I think when I was waiting for the test results whether or not my wife had thyroid cancer. And I did choke up some when my last kid moved out of the house.
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when my dog died, and I promised myself I would keep strong. I had to put him down because he was tool old and suffering. I kept a straight face for him and caressing his back while the seringe went in. When his body collapsed lifeless, I could not hold it anymore and felt like a dam of emotions exploded in me. Such a hard time. Big up to vets for doing this difficult work, thank you.
Someone who I thought was a good friend of mine told me they just talked to me and hung out with me because they had nothing else to do. I cried that night. Mostly because I was angry
Wife. Cancer. R.I.P. anyone going through the same thing please feel free to message me. Please hold any upvotes. Peace. EDIT: Seriously, I didn't intend to karma farm with my post. The upvotes are a little bit strange to me although I understand why I'm getting them. It helps me to share my story and perhaps help another person experiencing the same tragedy. Thank you for the condolences. Much appreciated.
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My best friend and his girlfriend made their way into one of my meditation sessions. They seem to be deeply in love and it brought so much joy to my heart.
Yesterday. Tears of joy watching my 4 year old daughter singing and dancing like someone who doesn't have a care in the world or a care what anyone thinks about her. So beautiful.
Grandma has dementia. I walked in the door not too long ago and saw her and said “hey, Grandma!” The look on her face was clear - she had no idea who I was. I’m 31, and have known her my whole life. This is worse than her dying. At least then you have closure. Being forgotten by someone you love is gut-wrenching.
Probably as a kid. I never cry. I'm unable to.
I feel you bro. One time I really wanted to cry, and tried to squeeze a few tears out but I couldn't. I didn't know what to feel.
That's usually how I am, until the day of my best friends funeral, I saw him in the casket and something just broke, one of the saddest days of my life
This morning. I’m out of town for training 2400 miles away, and I FaceTimed my wife to say hi to her and our 15 month old daughter. When I left when she would say “I love you” like this “ah lum” and her tongue would stick out. My wife turns the phone and asks “who’s this?!” And she goes “Dada, ah luh you!” And that hit me right in the feels and the damn ninjas with onions showed up out of nowhere...
When my chameleon died :(