I don’t know what it is, if it’s the time of year – which reminds me I should turn on my sun light – or if it’s a lack of hormones, menopause, whatever, but man, I feel like a cry baby.
I’ve always been the type to cry at movies. A dog dies, I cry. I’ve seen the movie before, I know how it ends, and yet, I cry. Just last weekend while having dinner with friends, at a restaurant, I got all teary when I was telling my friend about the scene in “The Abyss” where the girl drowns. Ridiculous, I tell you! As a kid, my dad used to bug me while we watched movies together, going “sniff-sniff” at cry moments. Later on I realised that he was bugging me so that he wouldn’t cry – he was a softy despite his rough … uh… I should just say he was rough/tough.
Last night, Hubby and I watched “Mona Lisa Smile” with Julia Roberts. I think it’s the female version of “Dead Poets Society”. At some point, Hubby looked at me, with a smile on his face offering to get me a tissue. He knows me, and knew I would cry, and I did. The ending touched me. I’m a “whippet” remember? (Don’t know what I’m talking about? Read this).
At times, it sucks to be so girly. I cry when I’m happy and when I’m sad. I must say though, I haven’t cried (knock on wood) for being really sad in a long while. These tears during movies and such don’t count as me being sad. At least I don’t think so. They just happen – it’s like an overflow or something… Maybe I should seek a plumber to have my tear ducks checked or something? I don’t cry pretty either. I get all puffy and blotchy, argh. BUT, I have waterproof mascara! I know that much, at least. I don’t look like a raccoon. A mess yes, but nothing like the last Joker (Heath’s final performance)… I know it’s no big deal, and yet at times it bothers me to cry so easily. I can’t help it. I’ve tried different techniques, when the tears come it’s almost like a tsunami, it hits: bang!
Thinking about this, I’m realising it may not be hormonal since I was like that at a very young age… or my system has been out of whack for longer than I thought?! Hmmm. It’s no big deal, I know, I just wish I could control it a little better, that’s all. Ok I’m done – thank you for your attention - I guess I am a cry baby...