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I have spent so many years hiding the fact that I feel things very deeply… I was always told i was too sensitive, and I would cry at anything that made me even a little sad. I pushed it down so far that I now often struggle to cry at the big, real things. But recently I’ve been opening myself up to feeling the heaviness and depth of sadness. Even over small stuff. I forget how rich the feeling can be even though it hurts. but big feelings also mean big happiness! Now that I’ve been welcoming my emotions more, I have more chances to feel joyful and proud and happy and loving. Reminding myself that feeling deeply is a gift! 🎁
Jul 7, 2025
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💧I am not a very emotional person especially compared to my close friends who cry often and share their life and struggles to me
this year something happened to me that got me very sad and I cried hard for a long time
that day, I had felt like a dam broke in my mind and all of a sudden I began to cry over everything (tiktoks, stars, little women)
when I reflect on this, I feel sad that my happiness has seemingly decreased, however(!) I now feel much happier and healthier because I am letting out my emotions rather than keeping them to myself
I also have come to love the sensation of crying. it's a fun and interesting state to be in physically and mentally and it's really kinda cool
now instead of thinking that I am just less emotional than other people, I've realized that I too have the capacity to feel things and I'm happy ❤️🫧🌷
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💧This was something that started when I began healing. I cry every day out of gratitude or beauty. I cry when something is sad. I don't feel ashamed.
When I was young, I learned to hide my emotions away. I never cried in front of people if I could help it. Now I let my emotional freak flag fly.
When I was young, I learned to hide my emotions away. I never cried in front of people if I could help it. Now I let my emotional freak flag fly.
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i’ve always been a crybaby, notoriously so. as the youngest child of four, it was a title i wore since quite literally the day i was born. every minor inconvenience would send hot tears streaming down my face and my heart would break fifteen times a day. it still does if i’m being honest. two weeks ago my apartment flooded while i wasn’t home all day, and i had to call my landlord and explain what happened between heavy sobs and panicked hyperventilating. he chuckled at me, but came over to help quite quickly. i try not to beat myself up over it. it’s a blessing to feel everything so intensely all the time. like yes, that cashier had a bit of a tone when she spoke to me and yeah, i will be thinking about what i did to deserve that for the next two days. but also, my sensitivity allows me to find beauty and meaning in the most mundane things every single day. i can see the sunlight breaking through the tree branches and write entire pages about how life is worth living again. i’ve been moved by witnessing kind exchanges between strangers. when i was 17, my car’s engine broke down and i didn’t have 4k to fix it. i loved that car and i sobbed so hard all day when i found out. but later that day, a stranger in front of me in line paid for my food and suddenly, just like that, i knew everything was going to work out for me.
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