The award for most boring comment will probably go to me, but I'm a historian, and it strikes me as really weird that this guy is talking about the quiet stoicism of the British. In the 18th century, it was thought that crying in public was precisely what an upperclass person did to show that they were sensible (it shows a large capacity for feeling), and then in the 19th century, romanticism kept those currents of wild emotion. So I want to know is when did it became unacceptable to cry in public?
Excessive public crying can be awkward, it's true, but why the valorization of a stoic past that I'm not sure really existed?
For some odd reason, I hardly ever cry. I almost never get choked up by sad scenes in movies and I normally respond to criticism with either apathy or mild anger (rare). I find this all to be extremely frustrating because I am genuinely sad often. I should also add that when I do cry, it's usually about silly things that I have ZERO emotional investment in. It also happens when I have a major lack of sleep. I guess it's just not in my nature to cry. #sadness
I've cried in public. When my father passed away, I know I randomly wept a whole bunch of times. At my first office job I ended up sobbing after my abusive boss yelled at me. I don't think there is anything necessarily wrong with public crying, but I do think it is something people should try to control. Sometimes we can't help ourselves, but if it all possible I don't think strangers should have to deal with someone else's mental health issues. It gets to a point where it is selfish. #sadness
I don't mind crying in public. but I hate when I do it myself when I should really be more composed.
I always feel stupid when I cry if I get yelled at during work, or if I get a terrible grade at uni. The worst is when I cry during confrontation, then after can only think of all the witty/cutting things I could have said instead of getting so emotional.
That said, my bf cried the other day when he saw a little old couple crossing the street. He's adorable sometimes. #sadness
@LikeChai: L'Esprit de l'escalier (staircase wit) is quite possibly the most depressing thing ever, I've decided. Especially because if I could just freeze time, I'd be able to come up with a brilliant comeback, but instead I always find myself screaming "shut up!" in response to confrontation.
Specific situational factors aside, how genuine is it to hold in your tears until you're home and have privacy? The whole point of crying is that you're having a moment RIGHT NOW. Then again, I'm American. #sadness
@JessickerFletcher: As much as we're charmed by English accents and manners, the English enjoy shows of "Americanness" as a novelty. There really is something to the notion that American culture encourages a shamelessness/boldness that English culture represses. #sadness
I've had friends (female) who cry whenever they have an emotion. Happy, sad, concentrate-y with another person, frustrated, and more all lead to tears. They usually get twitchy about it and hate it. But I've found that, in my experience, the narrative that accompanies "I hate people who cry whenever they have an emotion" or "I judge people who cry at work" or whatever, to go hand-in-hand with the Hysterical Woman Narrative, in which all women are hysterical because they have emotions. Like, feeling upset because you're boyfriend didn't call you when he said he would and then voicing that concern to said boyfriend inevitably leads to "I don't want to sound crazy, but.." or "god you are so emotional! It's not a big deal!" and is usually about invalidating women's emotions.
I cry at movies, but almost never for personal reasons unless there's been a serious meltdown in my personal life. Usually involving my brother and his Republican ways. But I cried at Batman Returns, and I fucking lost it and sobbed like a baby when I saw Defiance. At the end, when the Jews were killing the Nazis then it looked like the Nazis were gonna win--holy shit. I had to put my head between my knees because I was disrupting the whole theater with my hyperventilating sobs. It just triggered everything that makes me angry and sad in the world at once--mainly violence, and the senselessness of it, and the insanity, and bigotry and it's inescapability. Everything I felt about the wars my government starts, everything I feel about the patriarchy, violence against women, people who needlessly hurt animals, it all just came out.
My boyfriend still teases me about crying at Batman, though. I also had nightmares for weeks. I don't go see any movies with sad or scary endings anymore because of these two incidents. I'm like, "Woo hoo Whip It! Nobody dying, nobody putting bombs inside of other people's stomachs, no genocide. Thank god!" I'm also working on these things called "emotional boundaries" and "the difference between fiction and reality." #sadness
Meh. I've cried in public: in the car, on the street, at school (once) and in the airport (I'd just broken up with my boyfriend of two years the night before. He dropped me off at the curb, sat my bag on the ground and without a word, turned on his heel and left me at the curb...sorta like a piece of trash. I sat in the airport with my jacket over my head and had a private tear-shower). And it wasn't that I needed attention, I was really and truly hurting. When you're feeling shitty like that, the last thing you need is someone talking to you about a goddamned "upper-lip". I'd punch 'em in the nose seriously...and maybe that'd make me feel better. The last thing people need is more repression. That's what I like about kids...they're usually very transparent (peep the Bubble Kid...they can be too transparent in some cases). They get their cry or anger out and go back to playing. I think that you have to feel what you're feeling in order to let it go. I mean, I could hold tears back at work or I could smack the shit outta the boss...either way, it's gonna come out.
@Ulookinatmyjunk, JOC: I'm English and yes, I will cry in public when I feel the urge to cry. Most recently being yesterday and I was crying with someone I love, who's going through a rough patch currently. I'm not a noisy crier (in public!) and I really don't care who sees. I used to be much more inhibited but I used to be much less happy too.
I don't, however, understand getting very upset of the deaths of famous people. #sadness
I have a serious beer-tear issue. But, I'm also a very quiet crier, so it usually doesn't make a scene. Loud sobbing and carrying on in public I find inappropriate and annoying. Some quiet tears are fine by me #sadness
I'm surprised to see so many Jezzies with a dislike/fear/no patience for crying in front of others.
What is wrong with crying in front of other people exactly? I think it shows people that you have feelings and are not a robot. If I feel like crying about something, I'll cry. My lack of discomfort around this is probably the result of successful work with my therapist several years ago, but I've had PTSD, so I usually shut my feelings away. It is quite liberating to show people what you are feeling. #sadness
I tend not to cry when something terrible happens that affects more than just me - it's ridiculous, but I feel selfish about communicating sadness in a way that demands comforting around others who are upset and need comforting too.
If something bad happens that only affects me (i.e. bad day at work, interpersonal stress) I can cry in front of someone I love, because I'm looking for comfort and release.
I can certainly get behind teariness and expressions of sadness for public events, but there's something that rubs me the wrong way when a terrible event happens and a person talks about how hard it is for them without considering the actual people involved (no matter how obliquely) or people around them. I'm reminded of when Neda was shot and comments were made like "I can't stop crying and shaking" or when a child disappears and someone says, "I've been sobbing and if this happened to my kid I would kill myself". I understand these are ways share distress, but it leaves me thinking, "it's not always about you and your emotions". Of course, crying is so hard to control and sometimes you can't stop even if you try, but the "my powerful emotions first" comments are uncomfortable for me.
@funzette: I don't know, sometimes something happens and you see it in the news and it just hits you in a weird way. I've definitely been weirdly emotionally effected by events that have nothing to do with me, but the reality of them makes me feel crazy. Like when that guy was killing cats in Florida--I didn't have a cat at the time, and I don't know anybody in Florida or anyone who's ever lost an animal in a similar--or even close-- situation. But it made me crazy, and when I read about it I'd cry, and then eventually I couldn't read or watch anything about it at all because it made me feel like I was going to throw up and I'd have to go into the bathroom and think myself down from vomiting just from being upset.
It's because I've had my dog for about a year and feel so intensely close to him and so changed by owning him, that the empathy I felt for those people was overwhelming. Of course, it wasn't usually in public, but my point is that emotional reactions to news aren't necessarily superficial, affected, or delusional. #sadness
"...We have not just lost the quiet stoicism that was once the foundation of our national pride - we have also lost our shame."
Oh come now. The Brits never had a sense of shame. If they had, the whole global empire thing would never have happened. I think this fellow is mistaking repression and prudishness for shame. #sadness
I am not a voluntarily public crier, but I am a frequent crier. I am also a drunk crier. But one thing I'm not is a pretty crier. So I generally hide, and if I can't leave, I hide behind my hair.
The one time I could not hold it in was when I was drunk at my friend's wedding, and I barely saw it coming. It was like another person who had PMS seeping from their pores had invaded my body and I left some of the best salmon I'd ever had on the table so I could go cry like a little baby. First in the ladies' room, where I started making people uncomfortable, which made me feel bad and cry more, then right outside both bathrooms, where my friend talked to me and made me feel better, which also made me cry more.
I think the most interesting part of this article relates to the private versus public grief question. I wonder what triggers certain reactions. I've never cried about something that didn't directly affect me (with the exception of sports and, ETA, ads about rescuing abused dogs!). My best friend, on the other hand, who is incredibly tough/stiff-upper-lip/joking about her private griefs, will cry at ANYTHING public. She cried watching Stephen Gately's funeral yesterday. She teared up watching X Factor both tonight and last night, especially when Cheryl got upset. I've seen her cry at the worst, most cheesy movies. Yet this is the same person who declared, quite accurately, that she never cries about personal issues except in the shower where no one can see. Perhaps the things that trigger 'public' crying are totally different than those triggering 'private' crying? I don't know. #sadness
i admit it - i'm a crier. i honestly wish i wasn't. there have been many times when the tears had absolutely nothing to do with sadness; oftentimes it was frustration or anger that suddenly caused me to tear up. at my last job, i had to go and cry in the bathroom every few months, and trust me- it was just as annoying for me as it was for my coworkers.
a benefit of being a crier - i know down to the hour when to expect my period: as soon as i find myself being oh-so-cliche and welling-up over news stories and sappy commercials, i know it's time to crack open the tampax. #sadness
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Excessive public crying can be awkward, it's true, but why the valorization of a stoic past that I'm not sure really existed?
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I always feel stupid when I cry if I get yelled at during work, or if I get a terrible grade at uni. The worst is when I cry during confrontation, then after can only think of all the witty/cutting things I could have said instead of getting so emotional.
That said, my bf cried the other day when he saw a little old couple crossing the street. He's adorable sometimes. #sadness
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I cry at movies, but almost never for personal reasons unless there's been a serious meltdown in my personal life. Usually involving my brother and his Republican ways. But I cried at Batman Returns, and I fucking lost it and sobbed like a baby when I saw Defiance. At the end, when the Jews were killing the Nazis then it looked like the Nazis were gonna win--holy shit. I had to put my head between my knees because I was disrupting the whole theater with my hyperventilating sobs. It just triggered everything that makes me angry and sad in the world at once--mainly violence, and the senselessness of it, and the insanity, and bigotry and it's inescapability. Everything I felt about the wars my government starts, everything I feel about the patriarchy, violence against women, people who needlessly hurt animals, it all just came out.
My boyfriend still teases me about crying at Batman, though. I also had nightmares for weeks. I don't go see any movies with sad or scary endings anymore because of these two incidents. I'm like, "Woo hoo Whip It! Nobody dying, nobody putting bombs inside of other people's stomachs, no genocide. Thank god!" I'm also working on these things called "emotional boundaries" and "the difference between fiction and reality." #sadness
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I don't, however, understand getting very upset of the deaths of famous people. #sadness
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What is wrong with crying in front of other people exactly? I think it shows people that you have feelings and are not a robot. If I feel like crying about something, I'll cry. My lack of discomfort around this is probably the result of successful work with my therapist several years ago, but I've had PTSD, so I usually shut my feelings away. It is quite liberating to show people what you are feeling. #sadness
10/18/09
If something bad happens that only affects me (i.e. bad day at work, interpersonal stress) I can cry in front of someone I love, because I'm looking for comfort and release.
I can certainly get behind teariness and expressions of sadness for public events, but there's something that rubs me the wrong way when a terrible event happens and a person talks about how hard it is for them without considering the actual people involved (no matter how obliquely) or people around them. I'm reminded of when Neda was shot and comments were made like "I can't stop crying and shaking" or when a child disappears and someone says, "I've been sobbing and if this happened to my kid I would kill myself". I understand these are ways share distress, but it leaves me thinking, "it's not always about you and your emotions". Of course, crying is so hard to control and sometimes you can't stop even if you try, but the "my powerful emotions first" comments are uncomfortable for me.
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It's because I've had my dog for about a year and feel so intensely close to him and so changed by owning him, that the empathy I felt for those people was overwhelming. Of course, it wasn't usually in public, but my point is that emotional reactions to news aren't necessarily superficial, affected, or delusional. #sadness
10/18/09
Oh come now. The Brits never had a sense of shame. If they had, the whole global empire thing would never have happened. I think this fellow is mistaking repression and prudishness for shame. #sadness
10/18/09
The one time I could not hold it in was when I was drunk at my friend's wedding, and I barely saw it coming. It was like another person who had PMS seeping from their pores had invaded my body and I left some of the best salmon I'd ever had on the table so I could go cry like a little baby. First in the ladies' room, where I started making people uncomfortable, which made me feel bad and cry more, then right outside both bathrooms, where my friend talked to me and made me feel better, which also made me cry more.
I was That Girl at that wedding. #sadness
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a benefit of being a crier - i know down to the hour when to expect my period: as soon as i find myself being oh-so-cliche and welling-up over news stories and sappy commercials, i know it's time to crack open the tampax. #sadness