(Weeping PT 2) 😒😞He Told Me That He Couldn’t Cry…..

One of the most sad and troubling statements I have ever heard, is when he told me that he couldn’t cry…..

It was a long time ago, and we had just started getting to know each other. I will never forget the day, we had our first conversation about our childhoods and pain. He told me that he doesn’t have the ability to cry anymore. He told me that when feels to cry, he feels sad, but tears don’t come out… I couldn’t imagine what that would feel like. I was looking him directly in his eyes, analyzing him. I immediately looked at him differently after hearing that, I understood him more. The look in his eyes made sense to me now. He looked defeated by his true feelings, as if he had given up. I knew I wouldn’t be able to repair him, but I also knew he truly trusted me.

I had never been to a funeral, and never experienced a close friend or family death. When he spoke about losing his father so suddenly and abruptly, it truly touched me soul. One of my biggest fears in life. I could not imagine losing a parent, especially at that age for them and I. He felt that he had to be strong for his mother, and his siblings, as though it was his responsibility. He showed me a few photos of him after his father’s death, he looked sullen, thin, and extremely stressed out. In a moment, I 100 percent understood his place in his family, and the damage that his mother inflicted on his spirit.

I thought, WOW. I thought I was damaged..I guess I wasn’t as damaged as him, I could still cry…my tears were able to flow effortlessly.

I felt sorry for him. It’s one of the most heartbreaking things I had ever heard. We bonded over our pain in a moment, which is sad in itself but beautiful at the same time.

Stay tuned for my next post.

Love and Respect,

~Dawn Lovely

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Weeping(Just Some Thoughts) πŸ˜’πŸ˜ͺ…..

I need my tears, I love my tears, I don’t know what I would do if I could no longer cry. My tears are as important to my eyes as sight. I feel relief after a good long cry. I try not to cry in front of others, because I know it will upset them. People have told me that they don’t feel comfortable seeing me cry. I have heard this throughout my life. I have shared in previous blogs, even during baby ages, choosing not to cry when in need. Adults, relatives who knew me since I was a baby can tell you the same, this is no lie. I’ve chosen to withhold my tears in many situations when I shouldn’t have. I sacrificed my inner peace to protect others from the pain of my tears.

Once on a dark rainy day, a stranger walked passed me on the street and said, “You made it rain!….. “ I wasn’t even offended by his random and uncalled for comment.
My energy was off, and I was crying, lightly but I didn’t think anybody noticed. I was trying to literally walk it OFF. I knew the man’s comment was said for a good reason. I felt that it was a message from the Most High, reminding me of what my tears represent. I know my tears hold power and beauty at the same time. I make a conscious effort not to waste them.
I remember as a child, my Mother (RIP) thanking me for not crying and being extra after I hurt myself. She didn’t mind me crying, but appreciated that I made it easier for her to deal with the situation.

Lately, I find myself shedding light tears at times when I think about certain things.
The tears slide down my cheek and are even a surprise to me, because I don’t feel so sad to cry. The tears aren’t always about me, they could be for anyone, even those I do not know….. I more to say, but it’s time to get ready for bed.
Stay tuned for my next post. Have a safe and productive Sunday.

Love and Respect,

~Dawn Lovely

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