Growing up, I never cried. It was horribly embarrassing and showed weakness. I remember being 16 on Spring Break with my family and we watched “Terms of Endearment” (looking back I wonder why that would be a good idea?). My family was sobbing. I remained stoic, shrugging my shoulders. You couldn’t break me.

Growing up, I never cried. It was horribly embarrassing and showed weakness. I remember being 16 on Spring Break with my family and we watched “Terms of Endearment” (looking back I wonder why that would be a good idea)?. My family was sobbing. I remained stoic, shrugging my shoulders. You couldn’t break me. My mother exclaiming, “Have you no feelings? That was heartbreaking.” I kept those teenage tears on lockdown.

Flash forward — now I’m 40-ish with three daughters and for all-intensive purposes blubber every day. Recently, I cried in Kung Fu Panda 3. Warning: spoiler alert — when Po is reunited with his panda dad and rediscovers the lazy, exquisite joy in being a panda, I was a mess. Sobbing. Motherhood has made me soft. A switch was thrown when I found out we were expecting our first baby. I wept throughout the pregnancy, when she was born, and the night we took her home with us. My husband asked why I was crying, “I love her so much,” I explained, “I’m fucking terrified, they let us take a baby home!”

Things that make me full-blown ugly cry include the Sarah McLachlan ASPCA commercials, any of the “Thank you, Mom” ads from P&G, the commercial with the old man and his steadfast and loyal canine companion who waits for his owner outside the hospital, rain or shine only to go home with the recipient of his dead owner’s vital organs. You know the one, brutal. Full-body, snotty, heaving cry.

Bridges of Madison County, The Green Mile, Braveheart and Titanic obviously entice waterworks — although Toy Story 3 and Big Hero 6 were no easier. I also recommend sticking to rom-coms on planes. What is it about planes that make people bawl? The altitude? The fact that you’re perilously going 700 mph in a metal tube at 35,000 feet? I watched Lone Survivor and If I Stay on a plane from Europe. My eyes were so swollen by the time we landed, I looked like Rocky and had those post-cry hiccup sighs for a whole day.

But now I’m embracing my new, super sensitive crybaby. I sleep much better and I must be shedding some toxic juju with all these tears. Now I just need to switch from my swollen, blotchy and snotty Claire Danes cry to a pretty, dewy Jennifer Lawrence cry.  Life goals!



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