tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post1520919522731645795..comments2024-03-29T06:35:45.788-06:00Comments on Author Elana Johnson: Yeah, All Right, So I CriedElana Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05877856005992028912noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-80004565282532337712009-11-02T09:12:24.002-07:002009-11-02T09:12:24.002-07:00I am right there with you. I keep things inside un...I am right there with you. I keep things inside until they just erupt into temper tantrums and tears. First, I go to my husband who patiently listens and then offers good advice. Then I usually write it all out in a letter to my best friend. She always, ALWAYS knows just what to say and when I get the response, I'm more clear-headed about the whole incident. If it's writing related, my best writing friend and I hash everything out in long winded emails!<br /><br />JenJenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06683486631901017529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-39529516076986573202009-11-02T09:09:19.024-07:002009-11-02T09:09:19.024-07:00I'm a bottler too. I get encouragement from my...I'm a bottler too. I get encouragement from my hubby. He is the one who is always there (even when I am sobbing as I wash the dishes). And the chocolate, the chocolate works wonders. =)Carolyn V.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15456210036213016603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-19682790386818794602009-11-01T18:44:29.143-07:002009-11-01T18:44:29.143-07:00I'm so with you! I'm the queen of bottlin...I'm so with you! I'm the queen of bottling--and then I hold it in so long that something completely trivial will set me off. <br /><br />Chocolate helps. So does a new t-shirt. And exercise.<br /><br />Okay, so now I'm sounding shallow . . .<br />sfHardygirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02268385174949496800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-19654877131114402682009-11-01T10:33:32.748-07:002009-11-01T10:33:32.748-07:00The older I get, the easier I cry. I remember thin...The older I get, the easier I cry. I remember thinking how lame my sister was for crying over the slightest little thing when we were younger, but now a commercial can get me going. <br /><br />When I get to that point of no return and I have to have a snot-induced cry, I usually have it alone and then I'll call my sister or my mom and tell them about it. <br />Somehow, my sister always seems to say the right thing. Sometimes my mom misses the mark and I know she would be hurt to know I said that, but it's not from lack of trying. I think it's a generational thing. My sister is only 3 years older than I am and she really GETS me. See, now I'm getting teary-lol.Karen Denisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15154015690643682525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-15767153602692828622009-11-01T08:14:15.252-07:002009-11-01T08:14:15.252-07:00email me?email me?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556206184198452490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-32299753571337426502009-10-31T09:18:30.864-06:002009-10-31T09:18:30.864-06:00I cry at everything. Even Kleenex commercials! And...I cry at everything. Even Kleenex commercials! And I bawl while writing sad parts to my stories, and continue to do so while I edit them. I know, that's really pathetic. Ironically I don't cry when I get rejections. Maybe that's the only time I don't cry. :DStinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11415189347501942340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-69314092199631116642009-10-31T02:12:39.453-06:002009-10-31T02:12:39.453-06:00Revel in your tears. I truly believe we need them...Revel in your tears. I truly believe we need them. I get encouragement in many different places - from my husband, my friends over a glass of wine or a hardcore workout. Sometimes I'll email my sister, "I need a pep talk." Then she tells me how amazing I am and I do the same thing when she's down. <br /><br />Be thrilled that you could let go of it. It is healthy.Little Ms Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00034349274576201531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-20019604091671023922009-10-31T00:43:16.154-06:002009-10-31T00:43:16.154-06:00Sometimes crying is all that is needed. It is the ...Sometimes crying is all that is needed. It is the shedding of the pent up emotions that allows us to reach bottom and see that there is only one way to go, up. <br /><br />I'm a suffer in silence type. I have to pull myself up by the boot straps. I end up feeling guilty when I let lose my emotions on others.Katie Salidashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15159923761047042193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-2841334722387994402009-10-31T00:17:37.604-06:002009-10-31T00:17:37.604-06:00I find encouragement in sleeping it off, whatever ...I find encouragement in sleeping it off, whatever it is. Also, in chocolate dosing, losing myself in a good book, and in reading poetry that helps me see my small world is much larger than I realize.<br /><br />Perspective helps immensely, too. Sometimes I'm too close to my problem to figure out a solution. At that point, a trip, a Ladies Night Out, or a walk helps. Talking it out helps, too.<br /><br />A good cry (going for "the gold") can also be therapeutic.<br /><br />To answer your other question: I'm a source of strength for others by being a good listener. Or so I've been told.*https://www.blogger.com/profile/06484208765656281917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-32572022030976834232009-10-30T21:14:14.722-06:002009-10-30T21:14:14.722-06:00I'm a bottler but not only do I bottle up the ...I'm a bottler but not only do I bottle up the emotion, I bottle up the response to it too. I have a VERY hard time letting people in so when I "go for the gold", I usually do it alone. My poor husband gets some of it but for the most part, I hide. <br />As for things that set it off? A song in the car did that and I fell apart in the driveway. Sheesh.<br />As for whether or not I'm a support to someone else, I don't know that I have that answer. I'd like to think so.<br /><br />I'm sorry you had a gold moment. I know they're hard. Glad you had your DH there to help you through.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-85663382327127875642009-10-30T17:54:24.413-06:002009-10-30T17:54:24.413-06:00Elana, we are kindred spirits, gal. I do the same ...Elana, we are kindred spirits, gal. I do the same thing. For years I haven't had a close girlfriend to share stuff with...just one of those gaps in life. My soul sisters and I went different directions during college. And I'm not the Mom groupie type. When I reach that point it usually means one of two things. I'm either getting sick, or my brain is on overload and I need to back off from work - easier said than done. You're going to think I'm nuts, but when I need some alone time, one of my favorite things to do is to ride the escalator at Macy's in the mall. That store smells like expensive perfume and new stuff. I'll grab a cup of coffee, ride the escalator a few times, and surround myself with "life." It turns me into a new woman every time.Clementinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08745982305618408952noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-71777192103921794352009-10-30T17:43:36.491-06:002009-10-30T17:43:36.491-06:00I have always been a sap - not likely to change no...I have always been a sap - not likely to change now. I don't cry often - but do you remember the commercial a few years back - boy calls his grandpa from Dieppe to thank him for fighting in WWII? I turned into a puddle. Have a hard time even talking about Pay it Forward! Hope you're feeling better :)Jemi Fraserhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02214408467456320167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-79848150822355223382009-10-30T17:29:52.559-06:002009-10-30T17:29:52.559-06:00Depends on the day for me. I'm usually okay, b...Depends on the day for me. I'm usually okay, but some days, anything will set me off--commercials, the elderly man at the grocery store helping his little wife scoot around the store. It's ridiculous.<br /><br />I have a great support system. My husband is great, and I know I can lean on him for anything. He's always there to tell me what an awesome mom/writer/person I am, even when I'm sure he's lying. :)Abby Annishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05543937393055900844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-20162990114781590842009-10-30T16:21:24.532-06:002009-10-30T16:21:24.532-06:00When I started going through menopause I was cryin...When I started going through menopause I was crying like a fool. Waa, waa, waa. My kids thought I'd gone over the deep end. Hormones finally righted themselves and I've returned to sanity. I still blubber more than I used to though. Not a bad thing really, they say crying is GOOD for us.Elizabeth Bradleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03150221675618198674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-90572079895694857662009-10-30T14:40:07.153-06:002009-10-30T14:40:07.153-06:00I used to mock teary eyed people. Then I had kids....I used to mock teary eyed people. Then I had kids. Now everything makes me cry. When I was pregnant I cried during an Adam Sandler movie. My husband just expects it now. And my kids alternate between mocking me and hugging me (depending on what I'm crying for!). So I don't know how much strength I provide for anyone! But I'm glad my family at least gets me (sort of).Sherrie Petersenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11670339498152684137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-8166290736276038182009-10-30T14:28:47.273-06:002009-10-30T14:28:47.273-06:00Haha, weird animal noises?
I don't like cry...Haha, weird animal noises? <br /><br />I don't like crying in front of people, normally.<br /><br />The best place to find encouragement and a cure: music, friends, and food. And I like to read old positive reviews (in the case of writing) to bolster my confidence. That's what I save them for, after all.XiXihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05364953168828471897noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-5867633380294368112009-10-30T14:22:40.007-06:002009-10-30T14:22:40.007-06:00I am not a cryer either, Elana.
When I am, hormon...I am not a cryer either, Elana.<br /><br />When I am, hormones are likely the culprit--if it weren't for those stinkers, I'd probably be able to handle even the tough stuff without tears.<br /><br />For encouragement? Friends. Words. Time. Space.<br /><br />I think I'm a source of encouragement too for my friends--it's a give and take sorta thing.<br /><br />((hugs))ali crosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13023009704454279645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-22583195722240367132009-10-30T14:06:42.064-06:002009-10-30T14:06:42.064-06:00Thanks guys! It was really only for a few minutes....Thanks guys! It was really only for a few minutes. But it felt like hours. Can you believe something as no-big-deal as Survivor set me off? Sheesh. But you know. Gotta get it all out somehow. <br /><br />Thanks for the encouragement!Elana Johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05877856005992028912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-60203470058171612562009-10-30T13:36:07.497-06:002009-10-30T13:36:07.497-06:00I bottle things in as well. Plus I'm always ar...I bottle things in as well. Plus I'm always around like 1,002 people (at home) so there is no convenient time to break down and cry or at the very least talk about what is going on. BLAH. I need to get better at this. I much agree with the wise comment above, "if you haven't cried in a while. you're overdue."Regina Quentinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16541489650098107512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-33722178251791510492009-10-30T12:32:00.134-06:002009-10-30T12:32:00.134-06:00My thoughts, if you haven't cried in a while. ...My thoughts, if you haven't cried in a while. you're overdue.<br /><br />SecretiaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-46037993046400736042009-10-30T12:14:38.488-06:002009-10-30T12:14:38.488-06:00I hope the crying helped. I wouldn't say I bot...I hope the crying helped. I wouldn't say I bottle things up, but I tend not to share and all of a sudden I'm overwhelmed with whatever's bothering me. <br /><br />I think I tend to help others more than I go to other people for help. I'm getting better about it, and it does help, but I hate dumping my issues on other people.Melanie Hooyengahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08781235493983907234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-47681756360195898622009-10-30T12:12:45.811-06:002009-10-30T12:12:45.811-06:00I'm a bottler. And kind of sensitive, too. Whi...I'm a bottler. And kind of sensitive, too. Which is bad. I let things build and build and then something stupid will set me off and I'll bawl for hours. I hope you feel better soon! Hang in there.B.J. Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10767654810069240472noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-14629150229248755852009-10-30T11:55:04.615-06:002009-10-30T11:55:04.615-06:00Sometimes we have to let loose all the toxic grief...Sometimes we have to let loose all the toxic grief, guilt, hurts of a lifetime that linger in the background most of the time. That's when we have a cry that shakes the walls. Hopefully, now that you've washed it out of your system, you'll be feeling like Elana the Awesome, Witty and Brave, which you totally are.Tricia J. O'Brienhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05993110400088806252noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-42112080848205929122009-10-30T10:53:27.361-06:002009-10-30T10:53:27.361-06:00Oh No! I'm sorry about the crying jag. That st...Oh No! I'm sorry about the crying jag. That stinks. I'm glad it's over though.<br />I don't know if I'm an encouragement for others. I hope so, but no one has really cried on my shoulders. I'm a very private crier and maybe that translates to others, because when they cry it's so awkward for me. My mil almost ran over a puppy once and started crying. I just hugged her and patted her back, but didn't know what to say.<br />I don't go to anyone. Well....sometimes hubby, but I prefer the darkness of the bathroom. There's probably negative reasons. Heh.<br />I hope your weekend goes better. <br />:-)Jessica Nelsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12365768876905444157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-50598817712722638062009-10-30T10:19:01.688-06:002009-10-30T10:19:01.688-06:00Heck, I cry all the time. Little House on the Prar...Heck, I cry all the time. Little House on the Prarie - pass the Kleenex please. Touched by an Angel - more Kleenex please. The Waltons - two boxes please. Steel Magnolias - do I have stock in Kleenex yet.<br /><br />When I get really, really down, I have three sources of encouragement - my partner and my two best friends. I can always count on them to give me a reality check and get me back on the path to a semi-idyllic life.<br /><br />SScotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06905515473737579937noreply@blogger.com