1. Crying: Demanding or requiring action or attention: eg. A crying need
When we were babies we would cry for nothing and everything at the same time and everyone around us would come running to us, make funny faces, sing songs, make stupid little dances, hold you in their arms, and suddenly everything would be just fine.
The important thing was that they would do just about anything as long as they could see a smile on your face again.
Then growing up, being little football players or pretty ballerinas, we would run and fall, scratch our knees and we would cry and our mum or dad would say: "Don't cry, wash your hands and face...Big kids don't cry". Most of the times they would ignore it, until we knew we didn't have to cry and would just get up and wash our hands and faces without anyone telling us.
Our parents knew that by doing that, it would build us a character. We couldn't understand it by then and would feel sad sometimes, but stronger nonetheless.
All grown up, the scars can be so much deeper than any scratched knee and when all we feel like doing is crying, sometimes we can't because we think " I'm strong ". And so we hide ourselves from the pain and tears by acting up, being funny, making funny faces, singing songs, dancing or comforting into the arms of a friend but not forgetting that sooner or later, the night comes and you're all alone in your room and there's nowhere to escape. It's no longer like when we were babies and your mum could sleep next to you, trying to make you stop crying and sleep defenseless in her warm arms.
Nothing will make us feel better until we finally let it all out and eventually let go. "You laugh until you cry, you cry until you laugh".
Suddenly you understand why one day your parents started ignoring you everytime you fell while you were growing up. It would prepare you for the scarier and deeper scars coming later on. It would make you 'Stronger'. But is 'Strong' really 'strong' or is it just a cover up? Or maybe, just maybe, some of us are just really 'Stronger' than others.
Whatever it is the answer, I think that wether you're the "strong'' type or the other kind (whatever its called...cause I don't think that just because you're not strong, you're soft...maybe you're in the middle) a few tears are never wrong and you're never old enough to shed some tears, even if you think you're alone, your friends (with no need of the word real before friends...cause if they're not real they aren't really friends) will come in and be the arms you need to let it all out.
... No need to be alarmed...Big girls do cry...
