Man. This week has been hectic and too insane for words. My head is in pain from this whirlwind/hurricane of a week.
Rush has never been my favorite. Rush has always been fake and sucky, and I've always known this. But last night, I broke down crying. I just cried and cried. Not because of Rush, but because I found out that my sister may be having a miscarriage.
I wasn't sad about the baby, per se, but more about my sister and her health. The baby was only really a month old...and right now we're not sure if it actually is a miscarriage, but she is having complications.
My sister is alright, as far as I know this moment...but the combination of rush, no rest and the phone call about my sister set off my tears.
But I feel better. Crying always does that. And I don't cry often...so when I do, it is completely a release. I just kind of curled up on the couch, looked up at the black hole of a sky and let my tears fall down...and finally my mind felt as open as space, floating around in the stars.
I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me. Everything is fine. It's simply funny how the body works, how sometimes you just have to let your emotions take over. If you don't, you'll find yourself going insane.
Ahhhhhh, sigh of relief.
I'm really sorry about your experience last week..I hope your sister will be okay.
ReplyDeleteI'm like you when I cry: I let it all out, kind of like an explosion. (although these days, crying comes easier, for some reason)
You can cry on my shoulder.
I try to resist it, but there's nothing quite like a good cry. Everything in moderation of course, otherwise you lose the sense of relief and catharsis.
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