Things that make me cry

[Guest]

It's not that weird. When I was a kid, I would actually cry quite often. I was emotionally sensitive. Anyway, for a long time I was teased about it, and tried not to show how I felt, but that didn't work really well.

When my great-grandmother died... I was an absolute wreak when we went to the viewing. I actually was made to wait in the car. I never cried much after that.

When I feel the urge to cry coming, something inside of me just swerves. My brain is disconnected from the feeling until my emotions subside enough that I won't be tempted to cry. It probably isn't healthy to disjoint myself from my feelings like that, but it's the way I am.

I know that I can disconnect, too. I agree it probably isn't healthy, but it's a good coping mechanism. Though it's only temporary, I suppose.

Writing things out seems to help me, too. I look back on some of things I've written during times of grief and now they seem quite surreal. I'm on the outside looking in, almost as if someone else wrote them.

 

[snap1415]

Today I was cruising the web and found a page that linked to Johny Cash's cover of "If you could read my mind". From that page on youtube, I found this
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmVAWKfJ4Go&feature=related
and I am sitting here with tears rolling down my face.

 

[Katyusha]

The lighting of the torch at the opening ceremonies of the Olympics, as well as many of the displays. And, likewise, the extinguishing of the torch at closing ceremonies.

Also, many of the medals ceremonies, particularly for my favorite sports and for those who overcame great odds to win their medals, get to me.

The 4th of July fireworks, particularly the way they time the first explosions with Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture, and the finale, during which they play Stars and Stripes.

Seeing live performances of certain pieces of music, too numerous to name right now.

Reading about the voluntary cease-fire called between the Allied and Central Powers in the trenches on Christmas Eve during WWI. Also other poignant war stories.

Any number of movies make me cry.

 

[Misty_Morning]

Stray dogs, stray cats and stray children.

The thought that no one cares makes my soul bleed.

 

[Misty_Morning]

There is one song that I can never play without tears.

Sylvia's Mother by Dr. Hook and the Medicine Show...

 

[only_more_so]

Today I was cruising the web and found a page that linked to Johny Cash's cover of "If you could read my mind". From that page on youtube, I found this
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmVAWKfJ4Go&feature=related
and I am sitting here with tears rolling down my face.

I remember the first time I heard his version of Hurt and was stunned. Trent Reznor might have written the song, but Cash owned it. I knew almost nothing about Cash at the time, and bought his greatest hits album just for that song. The really tragic thing is he died like a month after recording the song.

Trent Reznor apparently had this to say (from Wikipedia), "I pop the video in, and wow… Tears welling, silence, goose-bumps… Wow. I just lost my girlfriend, because that song isn't mine anymore…"

 

[TE999]

Ever since "Ave Maria" was sung at my mothers funeral, I cannot hear it without tearing up.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

Blast! A chance for a double snuggle and I had to go and try to be productive. Doggone this Protestant Work Ethic anyway.


Aaron Copeland's Fanfare for the Common Man written especially for the GI's getting ready to invade Europe and the Rosie Riveters who supplied them.

 

[SpicyPepper]

Oh, captain my captain.

I'm not going to lie, when I read that I got shivers up and down my spine and my eyes started to tingle a bit...

 

[SpicyPepper]

There is one song that I can never play without tears.

Sylvia's Mother by Dr. Hook and the Medicine Show...

I heard that on the radio about three days ago...it's a doozy!

 

[Misty_Morning]

what makes me cry?


The thought of paths not explored and the potential outcome.

 

[Varian P]

Walking into a beautiful craftsman or mid-century modern home, and finding a kitchen/bathroom remodeled in the 80's, 90's, or, hell, any time in the last thirty years.

Fuck, people, pale oak, granite, marble, hunter green, burgundy--and probably anything in the "designer kitchen" selections from Home Depot--are NOT an improvement on the architect's cohesive aesthetic vision.