Tears Of Strength
“Just because I’m crying, do not think of me as weak.”
The words sobbed out of my throat last night.
I cry when I’m happy, sad, scared, hurt, and sometimes just because there’s a touching commercial (thanks Kleenex and Budweiser). I’m a crier.
Sometimes I feel embarrassed at how freely my emotions show. It’s one thing to cry when it seems like there’s a good reason to other people. Your dog died. You hit your funny bone. You know, something tear worthy.
My tears can sneak out at the littlest things:
~a song about kids growing up too soon
~a touching text from a friend
~the slightest reminder of a pain still carried
~the olympics (any sport)
Last night it came out of nowhere. I was doing just fine. I wasn’t upset, hurt, scared, or sad. My husband and I were just talking. It was a tough subject having nothing to do with our marriage. We’ve talked about it many times, and I’ve worked through so much pain and grief on the topic. Then the tears snuck out again.
I found myself saying, “Don’t think this means I’m weak, It means I’m strong. I’m gathering up courage to do what I need to do.”
It got me wondering about how other people see tears.
Are you a crier?
Do tears mean you’re weak?
What are your thoughts?
This post written by Colorado Life Coach, Carrie O’Toole, M.A.