My wife still refuses to watch any sad movies in the theaters with me, after what happened during AI.
I shed some tears during some of the scenes in the movie, but it was one of the final scenes, when teddy pulls out the lock of hair that I lost it. Cried like a new born babe in the middle of the theater. Uncontrollable sobbing. You could hear half the theater turning to look at me.
My son just turned 15 months, and anything related to young kids or babies that is sad starts the train going. This image, for example, had me running from my desk to the bathroom last week, tears streaming down my face (it’s a screenie of an upcoming indie game dealing with cancer and a young boy who died of it):
For valentine’s day I got a card from my son (well, the wife really). It had his little hand print on the inside and this poem:
Here is my hand print,
Five fingers in all,
Outside they are short,
But the middle is tall,
You will find them in windows,
You will find them on the walls,
They will make a big mess,
For something so small,
One day I will grow,
And leave them no more (I’m CRYING AS I TYPE THIS GOD DAMN IT!)
My handprints will be missed,
Of this I am sure,
So here is one now,
that you can’t wipe away,
My present to you,
on this valentine’s day.
I’m officially a wuss, excuse me, gotta go to the bathroom, got something in my eye…
It’s so nice to find one is not alone. I used to cry at dog food commercials, old episodes of MASH, etc. It was a real source of embarrassment for me.
It stopped when I went on antidepressants.
If y’all are talking about the Purina commercials with David Duchovny talking about puppies in the pound, then OF COURSE you cried at them. You’d have to be a block of petrified wood to not cry at this commercials, pregnant or not.
Also–did not know that Cinnamon Imp was preggers. Congrats!
Thank you - I’m not quite officially 12 weeks yet, so I’m just stealth-bragging it around the place. Sorry to hijack this thread and accuse **MOL **of being like me
You should hold off maybe? It could be that she can do both at the same time! We could do a poll on which sounds more natural MeanWeepyOldLady
or WeepyMeanOldLady
You’re right about that part. I went up two cup sizes around my 30th birthday - a friendly co-worker joked that she called it Boob Fairy V. 2.0 (in homage to the Boob Fairy who shows up in middle school) and it’s apparently A Thing, so apparently they ain’t kiddin’ about the hormones.
That said, this sequence:
… absolutely cracked me the fuck up. Well played, WhyNot.
I don’t have kids and don’t even like them all that much, and even this hard-hearted old monster teared up at that one. That’s a helluva tearjerker. <Oh Brother Where Art Though> It’s bonafide. </OBWAT>
I’m a 44YO man, and I cry at a lot of spots during Rocky and Rocky II - especially in the latter, where he struggled with so many things - trying to provide for his family, wanting to win but wanting to give his wife what she wanted (no more prizefighting), trying to take care of his wife while she was in a coma, etc.
National anthem? I sometimes tear up when it’s played at sporting events, but I fell to pieces when I heard it played at Fort McHenry (where it came from). The theatre in the visitor’s center played a short movie explaining the battle of Baltimore, including a dramatic re-enactment. In the end, the British retreated, Key saw the flag still flying over the fort, and then the most stunning choral rendering of the anthem I ever heard came flowing over the sound system. No doubt some folks would find the movie’s reenactment hokey, but I got wrapped up in the mood of the battle: these people were fighting for everything, and if the British broke through, they were going to burn the city to the ground. Scary stuff, and big de-tensioning when it was all over and the anthem played. There were maybe 20 other people in the theatre, and all of them (including my wife) were just fine, but I was sobbing like my mom had just died or something. It was…embarrassing.
Not from you, but other posters, have made these huge boasts about not crying and have generally looked down on ‘criers’. One boasted keeping a mental list of ‘criers’ to make sure to not call on them in a crisis.
At least you’re a big enough person to admit you were wrong.
Now go watch Babe the Gallant Pig and The Red Balloon.
Darn!!! There’s a Boob Fairy v. 2.0? THAT’S TWICE SHE’S MISSED ME. :mad: I’m 43 and have resigned myself to the idea that the only nice bosom I might have would be a paid-for one. I’d rather travel if I get the money.
I didn’t cry a lot earlier in life either. Nowadays it’s freaking waterworks all the time. Think about kid graduating HS? Tear up. Watch a sad, animal-oriented commercial on TV? Tear up. I’ve become a real pro at crying silently at my desk at work, too. This is not my favorite thing; let’s hope it’s temporary, MOL.
I had a big long post I came up with when I couldn’t sleep last night but am too lazy to type it out.
People are blaming changing hormones and such. That may be part of it.
But I think it more along these lines. If you are an empathetic person and you are capable of complex thought I think these things just “worse” as you age.
Little kid’s grandma dies. Lots of crying but lets face it, probably a lot of hormones and very little complex thought.
You are retirement age and your mother dies. Probably a bit more complex thought in that process.
And in relation to the OP, looking back, it was in my 30’s when I REALLY started to “get things” so to speak. That’s why they pack such a punch even though they are just theorectical events that don’t affect you in the slightest. They still hit you on an intellectual level. And IME that is the level that really hurts.
How can people not understand that we don’t want to cry? I was “overly-sensitive” ask a kid, and it hasn’t gotten any better. It doesn’t matter if I’m sad, mad, panicked, stressed, or just talking about something important to me, I cry easily. I’ve talked with therapists, taken medication, meditated, and a whole lot of other crap, and I just keep on crying at the worst times. I don’t talk to my bosses about anything bothering me because I would cry and that’s totally unacceptable. I keep myself out of a lot of situations because I might cry and it’s always terribly embarrassing.
I don’t air all my smug biases so I don’t know why people feel the need to ridicule people who cry. If I could make myself stop crying, I would, but nobody can tell me how.
Ha! Same here – I envision how it will be and I get verklempt.
I am reminded of Miss Congeniality where she says she will never get the way the pageant winners do – crying and fanning themselves with a hand in front of their mouth. I’ve gotten like that more than once after never thinking I would.
