I remember first learning that you can cry from any emotion, that emotions are chemical levels in your brain and your body is constantly trying to maintain equilibrium. so if one emotion sky rockets, that chemical becomes flagged and signals the tear duct to open as an exit to release that emotion packaged neatly within a tear. Everything made sense after learning that. That sudden stability of your emotions after crying. How crying is often accompanied by the inability to feel any other emotion in that precise moment. And it is especially beautiful knowing that it is even possible to experience so much beauty or love or happiness that your body literally can’t hold on to all of it. So what I’ve learned is that crying signifies that you are feeling as much as humanely possible and that is living to the fullest extent. So keep feeling and cry often and as much as needed
SHIT WHAT
Also let yourself cry. It really is a biochemical release valve to dump out all the chemicals that make you feel stuff.
I honestly think one reason men in western culture have so many problems is that we don’t let them cry, and literally their brains get stuffed with all this crap that doesn’t have a release valve. Men, please cry. You’ll feel better. It’s ok. You are not lesser for taking care of your health.
This is why tears from different emotions look different under an electron microscope. They’re literally made up of different things.
Happy tears are structurally different than sad tears than angry tears than overwhelmed tears etc.
I looked it up, cuz that tidbit was dope to me and..
Darling of mine. I’m still in awe that this has all become what it is. 5 months ago we met, and you only saw me as a young kid you liked having sex with. But I saw so much more.
I was patient and I waited. I let us ride out what we were becoming because for three months I had no idea what it was that we were doing.
Every day I’m learning more about myself and more about you. Last night we were playing a bar game, and the question was “drink if the partner you are currently with, is going to be the partner you marry”. And I took the swig. This weekend, I wished so many times that you were here. When the boys were saying “if they can’t survive in a room alone with us, they can’t marry you.” I know they would love you. So much more than the last guy.
I know so much has changed with it, and we still have so much more to learn about eachother. But if you proposed tomorrow, I would say yes.
I want to start a family with you. I want to see you raise our children. I want to move in with you. I want to live in the city together. I want so many things that involve you. I want is to travel together. Right now, I want to go to your sisters wedding. Because I can feel that 5 years from now we will look back and think “why didn’t I just bring Dan?” Or “I wish we just bucked up and brought him” at least I hope that’s the case. I hope we can look back in the future and think how funny it was how we were so close to being us. And yet we didn’t make the jump.
I mean not for nothing. That is my birthday. And that’s like four months away. So who knows what could actually happen…
I just know the last two months together have been so real, so honest, and full of beautiful intentions. I’ve grown so much, and you have too. I know I want to be with you for a very long time. So please don’t get bored of me anytime soon. Because I’m nearly ready for you to ask me for your hand in marriage.
