Yesterday because I was in pain and my body was aching and on top of that I had PMS.
Male 32. Got teary eyed earlier this week as my mom described the plot of “The Freedom Writers”.
Two days ago. Male. Actually, things are going fairly well for me these days, so I’m not sure what was going on. Just a brief bout of self-pity.
My sinuses got all plugged up as a result – does that happen to anyone else?
I realized later I screwed up my math, this was about 20 years ago, not 25.
Female, 26 years old here:
About two weeks ago, over my best friend being charged with a crime that I’m not entirely sure she’s innocent of. The combination of worry and betrayal were most definitely enough to get some sobs. I’ve been rather depressed ever since, but no further tears.
It depends what you mean by “cried”.
If you mean, “moved to tears”, well, I’m susceptible to sentiment and tear up watching the right kind of movies. The last time this happened was, lessee… while watching A Night at the Museum with my kids. It was just so much less than it could have been!
…just kidding. (About the crying.) The real answer is, a few months ago when I learned that a close colleague (who sits right next to me, in fact) who had just taken off for maternity leave with 3 weeks to go before her due date for bearing twin girls, called in two weeks later to say she had lost them in utero a few days before her scheduled Caesarean. Which would now go on as schedule to… remove them. 
[and oh yeah - I’m a man… Well past twenty-one. That’s spelled M-A-N, Man.]
Last night, Male - bereavement counselling has begun
Openly sobbing? About 3 months ago sitting in a doctor’s office waiting for a prescription. The news had on the results about the US servicemen who had just been convicted of murder/rape. I couldn’t very well turn the TV off as there were others watching it, so I covered my eyes as best I could (I was already facing away from the TV, but did not want others to see me crying.)
I cry almost every day. Sometimes from sadness, sometimes from happiness. Occasionally from laughter.
Yesterday because I fell down.
Last week because of American Idol. I know…I’m their target audience.
A couple years ago when my uncle died.
I can’t remember when I cried because my life was suckin’.
It all depends on the reason. You can bet I’ll be blubbering when a Hallmark commercial comes on. That’s just who I am.
Sometime in early April, I can’t recall if it was two or three weeks ago. General build up of stress in school and work just finally got to me.
Me too!
. . . (male)
Female. When a pet died 10 years ago, I cried myself to sleep for a week.
Every now and then, I feel like I need a good cry just for release, but I just can’t get one going. I think I’ve forgotten how to cry.
Me too, and me too. Sappy movies do it to me every time. Other than that? A few months ago, after breaking up with my GF. But even that was just a few tears. That last time I bawled like a baby was over seven years ago, after a pretty traumatic fight with said girlfriend.
But nothing produced the sheer volume of tears than last summer when I watched The Aristocrats. It was Billy the Mime that did it for me.
Star spangled banner. Every frickin’ time. Happened a couple of weeks ago.
Yesterday. I probably cry once a day. Female.
I don’t sob at cheap movie sentimentality, but I moisten a bit at cheap emo music sentimentality. (Male, here.) It doesn’t matter what you’re singing, if you have a certain type of voice it’s going to bring up a couple tears (which won’t be a full on sob unless I’m drinking.)
Last Friday. A friend I had worked with for 4 years killed himself. His wake was Friday. He was only 25 years old, with his whole life ahead of him. I cried for his family’s loss, for my loss, and most of all for what will never be.
I’m sorry to hear about your friend, frog princess. My condolences to you and those who loved him.
About a month ago, I slipped in the tub. Landed on my side in the bottom. I received a glancing blow to the head on the non-faucet end of the tub and my ribs hurt like heck when they impacted with the bottom but I knew I wasn’t seriously injured in any way. Still, it seemed like a good time to have a cry and so I did. I just lay there in the tub and let it all out. After a few minutes, I got up, confirmed I didn’t need to be rushed off to the hospital or anything, and, somewhat painfully, went about my day.
The last time before that was probably a couple of years ago, when a bout of depression made me cry.
I’m female and 48, by the way.
I teared up at work yesterday while reviewing an application (for private school financial aid.) I probably shoudn’t go into the family’s specifics but that was probably the neediest family I have seen apply and I’m hoping with all my heart they get that help and that things turn around for them soon.
Last all-out sobs? Wow, this is really embarassing to admit, but Planet Earth a couple weeks ago was about penguins, and it showed a baby penguin who’s parents were gone trying to assimilate into a new family but the mother already had a baby so she pushed him away. Then the female penguins who had lost their babies were chasing after the orphaned penguin trying to 'adopt" him. That part should have been a little sweeter but due to some private-life matters going on then I could really sympathize with those mommy penguins.
Female, by the way.
I have a different answer now that I’ve read all the posts - I’m tearing up now after reading grim pixie’s linked post. Very sad.
I used to never cry, and I’d laugh at mother for getting all emotional over those AT&T commercials way back when. Now, I cry at the drop of a hat. I spent most of the evening last night crying over a book. I do that a lot. Some books I just can’t read in public.
The last time I really cried for a non-imaginary reason was January 3, when I had my 20-year-old cat put to sleep.