How to cry more?

I cry far less than I should, and I don’t think that’s super healthy.

Maybe it’s how I learned to cope. I resort to fun and humor instead. As if my mind gently ~yet firmly~ steers me away from sadness.

Because when I do cry, my body pays the price.

I get a dull headache that feels like a bad hangover. My nose gets blocked as if I’d caught a cold. I feel completely drained. This lingers for long hours or even days.

In return, I come out of it much clearer and lighter.


I believe tears contain a magical remedy that reaches the pain and heals the soul at its core.

Thing is I often feel numb.

I’m not the type who opens up to people and spills my sorrows. It definitely takes a toll.

My heart is wrapped with an icy shell. Beneath it lies a silent volcano that has learned how to sleep. Not sure for how long…