Hmm, well it was at a school activity (we had to stay in school for 3 days) in November 6 2015. In November 7, we were formed into groups called batches, and each batch had facilitators formed us into groups, hold hands, and raise it until 8 hours or more so that we could eat our lunch. 1 hour and 25 minutes later under the harsh heat of the sun, my arms were starting to give in, I couldn't even feel it anymore. I kept on saying we should just give up, because I remembered that the facilitators gave us an easier activity earlier that morning so that we could eat lunch. But my plea didn't reach them because they all forgot about it. 10 minutes later, the leader of that our batch told everyone to just give up and asked if everyone agreed. the girl next to me kept on declining and saying that all our effort will be lost if we just give up now. 10 more minutes, we finally dropped down our hands, and my body was all numb, my hands were curling in such disturbing ways, and I couldn't control myself and ended up crying.
I cried last week because my brother had a nervous breakdown and I was staying at the hospital with him. The stress/sleep deprivation/not eating finally got to me and I broke down for a few minutes in the shower.
(I was listening to Adele too, I'm such a basic bitch 😝)
I tried messaging my friend for support but he was a total jackass and it set me off. I'm definitely the type to bottle things up and then spaz out
Probably when my maternal grandfather died, which was 6.5 years ago. I never thought I'd cry, but I did. Memories of my grandpa ended up causing me to lose it. I slipped into the bathroom to get myself together. What's a little strange is that I didn't cry when my paternal grandfather died. But I think the reason for that is I didn't spend as much time with him as I did with my maternal grandfather. Lord knows what I'd be like if someone more closer to me passed (away).
Christmas day, because my father died a few months ago, and it's my first Christmas without him. I went to my mum's for Christmas dinner with the rest of the family , and it was so painful without him sitting waiting for me. It was sad looking at his empty chair 😞😢
Wow - same. :( I've learned how much of myself I really do conceal from others. I came across something called Shadow Self - this refers to the "real" person we are inside, but are even afraid to admit to ourselves. The last time I cried was probably 6 months ago. Funny thing is, I'm an actress, so I've realized I need to get in touch with my deep, hurt, and sad feelings. What about you?
A few days ago. I don't normally cry out of sadness, I'm the type of person who cries out of anger and frustration, like if I'm arguing with someone I might start crying because I'm angry haha. But a few days ago I suddenly started thinking about some good memories of an ex from a few years ago. And for some reason I just burst into tears, which is unusual for me. :P