So story time:
Today I had my weekly appointment with home health. It normal isn’t very traumatic and I can do it in-between two of my classes. But today was different. Today my port wouldn’t access like it is supposed to. So after the first failed attempt, even though I felt like this:
I had hit my barrier, the point beyond what I could handle. I was already stressed about school and sorority things and when it didn’t work two times in a row, I was past my breaking point and I couldn’t hold it in any longer. The flood gates were let loose.
Even though I really don’t like to cry, after just letting out some of my anxiety, I felt better. It wasn’t like I was suddenly less stressed, but it did feel like things weren’t quite so overwhelming anymore.
But what I am saying is that crying isn’t a sign of weakness. I still probably won’t start crying all the time, but every once in a while crying may not be a bad thing for me. And if crying isn’t a bad thing for me, who hates crying, it may not be a bad thing for you either, even if YOU hate crying too. As I trek through my unpredictable and often painful life, I’ll try to remember that crying isn’t something to be ashamed of and hopefully I’ll be able to better traverse my not so normal life.