When was the last time you cried?

Kitty6277

Two weeks ago when I moved away from home for the first time. Not sure what exactly it was that made me cry, maybe overwhelmed with the thought of living on my own in a different country, or maybe I was just emotional because I had been up all of the night before. Either way, I had a good cry that day

Peregrine

A good while ago. I think I was 15 or 16.

Summer wind

This time last year when my 23 year old relationship ended. It was a very difficult time and I did a lot of crying. Now I’m so relieved I’m no longer living a lie and slowly but surely life is worth living again.
I did cry this morning though because there was a man being interviewed on television and his son killed himself at school in a locked bathroom because he was being bullied. His sister found him and his dad was crying as he told the story. I thought it was absolutely heartbreaking.

Pero_Bueno

Johnny Dogs wrote: »

Dog dying here too.

Lovable old bastard he was, still miss him sorely.

This always makes me think of him.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vf1BajvLFcA

Just now after watching that ! - Jesus it's tough!

JupiterKid

During my last serious alcohol relapse about 7 months ago.

RabbleRouser2k

Last year, our two dogs were poisoned. Took both of them to the vet, one of them survived, and one of them did not. For weeks, even months afterwards, I was a f**king mess at times. 2016 had been brutal, 2017 continued the s**t fest. When the dog who lived walked out of her house, and up to the front door, I walked in a bawling mess-had to ask my brother to put her back into her dog house. (She's still alive, took months but she made a full recovery).

Other than that, started counselling a few weeks back-first meeting I almost lost it. I got teary eyed talking about things, about hardships, and just stuff I'd been through (No abusive childhood, but lots of bullying, feeling like I've made nothing but bad choices, time running out etc). Massive regrets, and just spilled a whole host of things.

Graces7

RobertKK wrote: »

When I was younger and I would think that one day my parents would die, I thought I would be inconsolable and would cry a lot. But my mother was ill when she died and it felt like a relief, obviously feeling very sad, but I was unable to cry, sad as I would never see her again once buried, but I also felt happy for her that she was released from her ailment.
When my father died, it was similar and he had always said it was worse for us than it would be for him and I didn't cry when he died either, despite absolutely adoring and loving my parents.
It made think 'am I cold hearted', I did feel like I should cry but was unable to.

Then stupidly I have cried watching a program, and don't ask me why I cried at the last episode of Lost...it seems so wrong when something far more personal and I was unable to.

Robert; grief comes out when and how IT chooses. Often not when it would destroy us.
Love is stronger than grief also.

I am too drained with illness to weep openly but the heart aches.

Dub Ste

The other day.
I saw the clip from "The Queen of Sheba" episode from The Royale Family, where Barbara is brushing her mam's hair, and Nana was saying sorry for being a burden.

The night before my mam died we had a similar conversation. She'd not been well for over a year, and had also lost her sight.
I'd been out from work, and when I got home, she called me into her room, she needed to use the commode, so I helped her on, and left her to use it, came back in when she'd done, and lifted her back into bed.
She sat me down and told me she was so sorry for the way she was,and that her son shouldn't see her like this, and sorry for being a burden..
I told her not to say such things, and then she said she was tired and wanted to go to sleep, she held my hand and told me she loved me, I told her that I loved her, but she said, no son, I love YOU.
Gave her a kiss goodnight, and never spoke to her again, she died the next morning.
Watching that clip reduces me to a heap......

Boom_Bap

Sunday, listening to music. Tears of joy and remorse for someone I never met.

Noo

Dub Ste wrote: »

The other day.
I saw the clip from "The Queen of Sheba" episode from The Royale Family, where Barbara is brushing her mam's hair, and Nana was saying sorry for being a burden.

The night before my mam died we had a similar conversation. She'd not been well for over a year, and had also lost her sight.
I'd been out from work, and when I got home, she called me into her room, she needed to use the commode, so I helped her on, and left her to use it, came back in when she'd done, and lifted her back into bed.
She sat me down and told me she was so sorry for the way she was,and that her son shouldn't see her like this, and sorry for being a burden..
I told her not to say such things, and then she said she was tired and wanted to go to sleep, she held my hand and told me she loved me, I told her that I loved her, but she said, no son, I love YOU.
Gave her a kiss goodnight, and never spoke to her again, she died the next morning.
Watching that clip reduces me to a heap......

Reading this.

wakka12

Dub Ste wrote: »

The other day.
I saw the clip from "The Queen of Sheba" episode from The Royale Family, where Barbara is brushing her mam's hair, and Nana was saying sorry for being a burden.

The night before my mam died we had a similar conversation. She'd not been well for over a year, and had also lost her sight.
I'd been out from work, and when I got home, she called me into her room, she needed to use the commode, so I helped her on, and left her to use it, came back in when she'd done, and lifted her back into bed.
She sat me down and told me she was so sorry for the way she was,and that her son shouldn't see her like this, and sorry for being a burden..
I told her not to say such things, and then she said she was tired and wanted to go to sleep, she held my hand and told me she loved me, I told her that I loved her, but she said, no son, I love YOU.
Gave her a kiss goodnight, and never spoke to her again, she died the next morning.
Watching that clip reduces me to a heap......

Got me crying too now
It would break my heart to think my mother or father ever thought they could be a burden on me when they're old and sick after so many years of looking after their child growing up

Bandana boy

angel eyes 2012 wrote: »

Yesterday I passed a horse that was in a bad way after what looked like a fall in a part of north Dublin. He was attached to one of those horrible sulky carts with 4 or 5 men standing around him. In fairness it looked like one of them was rubbing his head. Hopefully it wasn't as bad as I imagined but I was crying thinking of the horrible life he has or had.

If this was on the rathoath road he was hit by a car

justfillmein

Dub Ste wrote: »

The night before my mam died we had a similar conversation. She'd not been well for over a year, and had also lost her sight.
I'd been out from work, and when I got home, she called me into her room, she needed to use the commode, so I helped her on, and left her to use it, came back in when she'd done, and lifted her back into bed.
She sat me down and told me she was so sorry for the way she was,and that her son shouldn't see her like this, and sorry for being a burden..
I told her not to say such things, and then she said she was tired and wanted to go to sleep, she held my hand and told me she loved me, I told her that I loved her, but she said, no son, I love YOU.
Gave her a kiss goodnight, and never spoke to her again, she died the next morning.

yep, got me too.
& i'm not much of a crier

RabbleRouser2k

wakka12 wrote: »

Got me crying too now
It would break my heart to think my mother or father ever thought they could be a burden on me when they're old and sick after so many years of looking after their child growing up

Been there... and yeah, it can be brutal.

It angers me when I see people who shove parents or grandparents into a home when even a headcold or flu makes them view them as 'a burden'.
Literally did everything we could to keep my dad at home, but one of the respite nurses told us to put him into a hospice for two weeks, to give us a break. He was suffering fluid buildup in his joints-the knees, the elbows and so on (side-effect of terminal cancer). So even getting out of his seat, or shaving, was something he couldn't do himself. And he was a big man, so it took more than one person to help him out of his chair.

Sadly, that's where he passed away. (In total comfort, mind you.)