On a recent flight from New York to Los Angeles, I had a sudden urge to cry. I'd just said good-bye to my goddaughter after a wonderful weekend visit, and being with her reminded me of just how badly I wanted to be somebody's mom and how that wasn't working out so well.
At first I fought the feeling, mostly because I didn't want to alarm the flight attendants. But also because my seatmate was a rather serious-looking man in a suit reading The Wall Street Journal, and I was loathe to make the six hours I had to share an intimate space with him any more awkward than it needed to be.
So I pulled out an arsenal of reading material from my bag and willed myself to pull it together. But I just couldn't snuff out the hollow feeling in my stomach or the burning sensation in my throat, and before I knew it, tears were slipping out of the corners of my eyes. Suit guy nervously asked if I was OK. "Oh, you're so sweet," I replied, mopping my tears away with the drink napkin he'd gently handed me. "I'm fine, really." And I meant it. Crying?however ill-timed, humiliating, or unattractive?always makes me feel better.
Source: http://www.womenshealthmag.com/health/good-to-cry
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