I am having a weepy day today. You name it — I have cried over it. It started this morning after waking from a bad dream. You know the kind — the kind that seems realer than reality. The experts say crying is supposed to be good for you. But I don’t like it. I find it frightening and fear it leading to a mental meltdown. From silent tears to sobbing to practically keening and wailing, I have a whole repertoire. Did it do me any good? My best guess is maybe. I didn’t numb out today. I did finally function and get washed and dressed. I washed the kitchen floor, swept the stairs and started a load of laundry. But, when Onyx sat on my lap and purred I started crying again because he was being so sweet. Thankfully no one is home (but the cats) to see this spectacle that I am making of myself today.
I feel a bit calmer now. Not so raw. Perhaps, the cup of tea helped. 🙂 The storm has finally passed. Have you had a weepy, sad day recently? Did you find crying helped? Please feel free to share your thoughts.