There’s Always Room For The Crazy
Okay, okay, so I’m not really an emotional person. My tears are proportionally related to the amount of direct physical pain I’m in, and crying because I’m “sad” or “happy” is just not something I do. Unless I’m in pain WHILE being sad or happy or whatever.
I’m not certain if it’s because My Left Foot (oh yes, yes I did) that currently looks so swollen it’s like only a fraction of my body has pre-eclampsia and I have become an annoying invalid who has to plot out courses to such destinations as “the bathroom” and “the fridge,” or because I’m a touch *ahem* HORMONAL, but I’m a blubbery mess.
My eyes are permanently fused together and my face covered in a sheen of snot and tears. I’m possibly gorgeous.
Nothing is too insignificant to cry over now. My cats need to be fed? *sob, sob* My peony bush is blooming? *oh, the HUMANITY!* I want a burrito for breakfast? *CHIPOTLE ISN’T OPEN, sniff, sniff, sniff*
In short, I’ve become possibly the most annoying person on the planet (some may argue that I’ve always held that particular title). I kind of want to impale myself on my Diet Coke can and rid the world of another overly hormonal woman.
I’m so annoying that I feel badly for The Sausages who are stuck looking around for their much saner Fearless Female Leader and checking the calendar religiously to see if it’s February yet. NOW I’M CRYING BECAUSE I KNOW I’M ANNOYING! AAAAHHH!
So enlighten your Aunt Becky, who may blubber and snot all over you if you ignore her. Are you emotional? Or does emotion only show when a car has run over your foot?
And how the HELL do you snap out of it?
*sob, sob*
Dude, I wrote a spur-of-the-moment poem about my daughter’s eyes.
I’m a sappy bastard.
I cried during “For the Love of the Game”.
Hang in there. It’ll get better.
Keep kleenex near by.
I don’t usually show emotion if there are witnesses. It’s a throwback to when I was a kid and emotion was a sign of weakness – and you did NOT want to be weak around some of my family. They’d manipulate you for all they were worth. Mostly, I have a neutral or mildly pleasant expression, even when I’m plotting mayhem or giddy with delight.
That said – when I was pregnant, everything made me weepy. Heck, I even wept during Spirit, Stallion of the Cimarron! I just let it go – no reason to suck it up, and what’s to be ashamed of or embarrassed by??
Laughter makes a good distraction, if you can manage any.
Here, I’ll tell you a horrible joke.
Ready?
What do you call a blonde with two brain cells??
Pregnant!!
You may come beat the crap out of me later…if you can catch me.
Shade and Sweetwater,
K
I cry when I’m pissed. Really extremely pissed. However, if you know I’m pissed and am not crying, THAT is when there is trouble.
I also cry about everything. Pretty much everything. But I’ve gotten good at hiding it. So it’s cool!
I’m not a big cryer from physical stuff… I can get emotional from time to time, though.
As for stopping it? I got nothing. Sorry.
are you on any painkillers for your ankle? If so that may be the culprit…when I was on percocet after getting my wisdom teeth out I was a crying mess whenever I was on it. It was this crazy cycle…
step 1: take percocet
step 2: feel good for about an hour
step 3: totally pass out 1-2 hours
step 4: wake up and cry hysterically for an hour
step 5: repeat
painkillers never did that when I wasn’t actually in pain, but something about taking them regularly made me a crying foo.
I am highly emotional. I cry at tv, books, movies, Yankee games, whatever. I have always been this way and I just accept it. I started crying during an opening statment in court once and I had the jury in back pocket after that. Tears sometimes work. Other times they just need to brushed away.
Yeah, not too emotional over here. Not unless I’m gestating. Then it’s all over. I cried during the movie ELF when Will Farrell saw Santa riding in on the sleigh (in the middle of a theater, at that).
Generally, anger is the only thing that gets the tears flowing, and then it’s a flood.
Hmm. I’m kind of middle of the road. Yes, I’ll still cry when Steel Magnolias is on, but usually I hold it together. Then again, I’m not the one with the mashed foot and the uterine squatter.
Chocolate chips and stale marshmallows.
And YouTube:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=Nv4p_Qa5ZxQ
Enjoy.
I cry at sad movies, sad commercials, sappy commercials, during Christmas songs, when I have a bad hair day, when my hub is mad at me and every day during my period. Also when I’m mad? Niagara Falls, baby. So I cry a LOT.
I normally suck it up in public by chewing on the inside of my mouth. The pain distracts me enough so I can get away from a crowd. Wait, is that masochistic or just weird?
I’m as cold as a block of ice. How cool? Ice cold! Unless a commercial with horses comes on, and then I’m a puddle on the ground.
Listen, when I sprained my ankle, I felt like my entire identity had been zapped — I was forbidden to put weight on it for 8 weeks, so crutches but sans standing. I couldn’t get things out of the fridge for myself, people had to drive me around, it was horrible. I hate feeling out of control like that, so it’s no wonder that everything seems beyond your control — even the peonies. And BTW, the heatwave here seems to have blitzed everyone’s. It’s depressing. (sniff)
I usually just cry and scream and then I feel better. My family, however, is hiding in another room, frightened.
You are not alone! Sometimes I get so damn emotional, I get on my own nerves. I even almost started crying while watching the spelling bee on TV a few weeks ago because I was so happy for the kid!
Anyway, crying is good for you…just think of it as a way to clean your system of toxins 🙂
I don’t cry in front of people. That is something that I can not stand for other people to see, so when I actually DO cry in front of someone, they instantly want to kill and/or maim whoever/whatever made me cry.
That being said…
I’ve recently started a new medication for the Interstitial Cystitis and a new medication for my chronic pain. Greg and I were watching that movie The Mist, made from a novella by Stephen King. Now, when you think of Stephen King, you don’t think sappy movie and this was no exception. However, if you were to judge the movie simply by MY reaction to it, you’d think you were in for a sappy chick flick along the lines of Beaches. o_O For serious. As soon as the little boy in the movie started getting scared, I cried like I had just lost my Harley all over again.
And then I cried watching I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant last night while I wathed Discovery Health.
And then at the commercials they played.
And I cried some more cuzz I felt retarded for crying.
Me thinks it’s the meds?
Buck up Becky! That was my version of tough love. I don’t really mean it though. You can snot all over me if you like.
My mom always said I’m extremely emotional, but I’m not emotional when it comes to the usual stuff. There has only been one move that’s ever made me cry (The Champ), and only one book (Ida’s dance), and considering I read more books and watch more movies than is good for me…
What gets my waterworks going is anger. I have no idea why, but I cry when I’m pissed, and I hate it. It ruins the effects of my glorious rage!
Also, when I’m nearing my period, I’m impossible to be around. There’s no telling what might set me off: that song about a little birdie and her baby birdies on the radio? Yes. Getting a worse grade than I expected on a test, even if it’s still a decent grade? You betcha. Talking about anything that’s remotely personal? Oh yeah.
When I get a boyfriend, I’m just going to refuse seeing him right before and during my period, because otherwise, he’d get an inkling of what I’d be like as a pregnant woman, and I’d love for that to be a surprise. -cackles-
Oooh, forgot to say that I cure it by brooding somewhere I can be alone, and eating lots of sugar and saturated fat in the form of chocolate, ice cream and various other unhealthy treats.
Oh, Sweetie, you ARE pregnant, aren’t you?
And yes–I can be SOOO emotional—
Don’t feel bad! 🙂
Only the pain of a blocked gall bladder duct is enough to make me cry. Pain wears you down emotionally. Have someone pick you up that Chipotle and you’ll feel better. =)
Aw, come on girlfriend. I’ll let you cry on my shoulder, but there will be NO snotting on me. I got my kids to do that. 😉
I can be emotional, but am also pretty good at locking it up sometimes. WHen I was preggers, I was a blubberer too.
I’ll leave you with big smoochies.
***SMOOCHIES***
D
1. Steer clear of Hallmark commercials or that one for the ASPCA with Sarah McLaughlin.
2. Turn on some happy songs
3. Minding your swollen-ass foot, dance with one of the cats.
Brownies.
I was never an emotional person (unless we’re talking anger) until after I got pregnant (the third time, with my daughter). Now I cry about everything still, even though she’s 18 months old. I bet you’re having a girl this time, they suck all the reason right out of you. 😉
I am not generally emotional. Except when pregnant. And then commercials and songs make me cry. And not even the especially sad ones. Just luke warm sad ones.
I never USED to be an emotional person/cry all the time. But seriously, since I had my son I swear I cry at least once a week and it’s not because I hurt myself. Yep, sappy songs, commercials, thinking about my boy all set me off. If you find the cure can you please let me know.
oh ha, i totally forgot you are pregnant and probably not on painkillers.
But dude…you are pregnant! crazy hormones, remember? 🙂
Sorry, can’t help there. I’m notoriously unemotional and mostly prefer humor and cynicism. I think it’s one of the reasons I can’t be a “real” mommy blogger. I’m just not an emotional type.
I adore emotional people, though. 🙂
If you figure out the answer to this question, PLEASE let me know. I am a hormonal psycho right now. Grrrr.
I’m overemotional, but I’m guessing its the raging pregnancy hormones causing it (then again I’m emotional on a normal day too). I’m so sorry about your foot – I hope it feels better soon.
On another note…my peonies finally bloomed today too!
I am this emotional for NO reason. You should have seen me pregnant. It was funny.
My husband said no more kids, just for that reason.
I just let myself cry until I can’t anymore. At least that’s what I used to do. Now I think I have Lexapro clogging my tear ducts. I should see someone about that…
But this isn’t about me. It’s about you. You and a box of Nutty Bars. Works every time for me.
Oh man, I cry all the time. I cried (I shit you not) when WIlma Flintstone gave birth to Pebbles. Really. I get goose bumps and tear up with certain songs on the radio and cry way more than I should while watching tv shows. I am the Original Water Works. I cannot even blame hormones – I had a hysterectomy years ago. I’m just a big.fat.baby.
Well, jeez, if ever you are permitted to be over-emotional it is while you are pregnant! I never cry in front of people but I do sneak off regularly to cry in the bathroom when I have PMS. I can only imagine what a mess I’d be if I had a human growing inside me, pushing my hormones all around like that. I hope you feel better, Becky.
I cry easily too. I say that since you are injured, you have earned the right to cry, and also the right to lots of chocolate and a massage–tell your husband I said so.
well thats way different from me, I hardly ever cry in physical pain, but I tend to cry HARD, when I am extremely HAPPY, SAD, OR STRESSED.
I think I am strange.
Aw sweetie. You know I am a mess, almost always. I have learned to embrace it, my family has learned to hide and avoid…
Thinking of you.
I cry always over everything. The most important piece is to talk through it and not try to pretend it’s not happening. Trying to make the tears stop only results in the horribly racking hiccupy sounds.
Once your family gets used to it, the entertainment value is priceless. “LOOK, SHE’S DOING IT AGAIN!”
i only cried over the kitty that god killed because of me yesterday.
poor kitty. did that snap you out of it?
are you laughing a little?
it’s true.
Umm, the Valium and three glasses of wine are helping me at the moment. That’s all I’ve got, honey. Sorry. Freaking out, screaming and crying are the way I handle the big things in life, so I feel your pain.
No it’s not just you. I had tears streaming no less than 5 times during the SATC movie, and I don’t really do that sort of thing. Certainly not in public! This too shall pass. I hope.
I am a human faucet, I cry for happy, sad, and most of all angry. Oh, yea I am realy fun pregnant maybe God is saving my husband?