When the crying spell hits, I have some control over it. It's fine when that happens in a privacy of your own home, but in public like when I'm at work, it's not acceptable. At times, this emotional hurricane comes out of nowhere, I try to avoid anyone or anything by searching for places that I can be alone. Any noise, touch or even smell could set me off, all I can do in that situation is to put on my headphones and blast some music and ride it out. It's like this natural disaster of the century are waiting to engulf me from every which direction. Oh, there goes another tsunami warning, yup, my defense goes up to a defcon 1, call the pentagon for nuke strike (my anger)and, I just brace myself. (I don't use bathroom for refuge, I don't particulaly feel safe there.) I'd be so volatile, fragile, a complete mess, so expect the unexpected.

Crying is a danger zone for me, for your own safety and mine, I expect everyone to stay the F away when I'm like that.

Long ago, I used to cry over my sadness, inadequacy or whatever along those lines. I'm through with all of that...at least I hope that I have as much control as I think I have over those useless outburst. Strength. That's probably the only good thing you can take away from, so find it and get the **** out of there ASAP. I don't wanna dwell too much for just cleansing feel effect. Then I think what's the purpose of us crying? The purpose of me crying? I still haven't figure that out yet.

I'm a lonely person, that alone doesn't make me cry but when I do, no one would understand it. Example. I almost cried when I saw this smilie () yesterday. It'll be too darn long and complicated to explain my thought process, plus it's private. I try to keep it to myself, because I see it as me being weak and infantile. I may have a little bias against people crying especially when I don't understand why. My mother does cry in front of me, bursts into tears and call me emotionless. That did it. No one, absolutely no one can call me emotionless, I get so furious, even murdorous. (can I say that?)

I apologize for this bad English and incomprehensible long winding post.

@ShyPoetGirl
you don't know me but you can cry and I like you. I had to say something. I have a hunch that if I read all of your past posts, you gonna make me cry over and over, so I'm treading carefully getting to know you. Thanks for this interesting thread. When people cry, it's interesting. Say, a girl is crying at a boy band concert 'cos she's so happy. This is like I refuse to understand you but hey, you got something. No, no I'm not judging, is it written on my forehead? And to answer your second question, I become this shell of a person when depressed, crying? what is that?

Anyways, I too sometimes find myself crying over beautiful things, and I don't know exactly why. You either cry or feel like crying, because you want something, right? I also get this bitter after taste after crying like something's lacking. I'd love to see more in depth discussion on this subject. Most of us have been talking about us crying. What would be your reaction to others crying? What would you do to that person? Wouldn't it be a risky proposition to talk to somebody who's crying, if you can't share the cause of it at the same wave length?

Edit:
Could someone explain sympathy to me in this context? Yay or Nay??
Can you shed tears for someone? (Sry about this overloaded questions..)