Sunday, March 2, 2008

Big Girls Don't Cry

But I do. I can't seem to stop the tears once they start no matter how much I want to be strong, tough, thick skinned and assertive. Ever since I was a little girl I have always been overly sensitive and the tears will flow over the smallest things. Even when I'm mad as hell and want to fight and yell, which I do on occasion, I usually end up crying and can't seem to figure out how the hell to prevent it or stop the tears and toughen up. I hate to let people see me cry but I just can't control it. I need to figure out how to toughen up and shield myself with thicker skin and not these layers of fat. Am I trying to insulate myself? I need to find a way to control my emotions and the flood of tears so I don't feel like a blubbering idiot all the time. I'm 40 years old but still cry like a baby.

I have been trying to do some soul searching so I can find the reason behind the weight. What is keeping me fat? What is it that I keep trying to stuff down my throat? Why can't I find a way to let it all out and get control of my emotions? Why do I feel so out of control and taken advantage of in many situations? People keep telling me it doesn't pay to be nice, I shouldn't be so generous, I should just look out for myself but that doesn't seem right to me. I want to have control of my emotions and not feel like the dam is ready to burst at the drop of a hat, spilled milk or whatever trivial thing that sets me off.

I wonder if everything always has to go back to development and childhood years? I don't think I need to sit on a couch and tell a stranger about my mother and father? I'm sure I could entertain them with some crazy stories - at least the ones I actually remember - and could do my part to help them pay for a fancy new car or vacation home. I know I would never be able to get any closure because the few times I've brought up certain things to my mother she'll insist it never happened and I don't know what I'm talking about. I can be absolutely sure of some of my memories because my brother has the same ones but she'll tell us we don't know what we're talking about and will say "that never happened."

She has convinced herself that we had a perfect childhood and I don't think she can admit to some of things she did. I realize she was raising two kids by herself but it wouldn't hurt to admit that she wasn't always the perfect mother and we certainly did not have a perfect childhood.

I'm starting to think that the reason why I never wanted to have kids is because I didn't want to mess them up. I had a pretty messed up childhood and blocked out so many events. Do I really need to dig all that stuff up to get healthy? I remember reading a passage in Mitch Albom's book the Five People You Meet in Heaven that makes me wonder if I'll ever be able to put all the pieces back together.

He wrote:

All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine
glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others
crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond

Will I ever be able to get control of my emotions or am I shattered beyond repair?


Clarification/Update: I'm not talking about depression although life certainly gets me down sometimes and every woman knows that there are certain times when the moon is right we are more sensitive than others. I'm talking about getting overly emotional in everyday life. I can be feeling fine and having a great day and then tear up over an unintentional comment or thoughtless remark. I just feel as if my emotions are always so raw and right on the surface for everyone to see. I can't seem to hide the fact that I'm upset and when I allow people see how much they get to me it is so frustrating.

I want to be able to get mad and fight without all the waterworks. I want to be able to have an argument or express my emotions without the river of tears. I caught the end of Dirty Dancing this afternoon and starting bawling from the time Johnny came in and said "Nobody puts Baby in a corner," all the way through 'til the end of the movie. I can't even watch a stupid sappy 80's movie without making my make-up run.


  1. I'm so very sorry you've been feeling this way. It's easy to say that everything will be okay but, what if it isn't?

    I think that we just have to sit down with our thoughts and try to come up with a plan of action for our lives. Is my personal life needing work? My work life? What are my hobbies, interests, relationships, etc.

    I had to do a lot of soulsearching when I left my job of 12 years. How easy it would have been to just stay where I was and keep collecting those big paycheques but--no quality of life! What good was money when I was in pain physically. Then, I realized that I needed to be fulfilled so I took the buyout that was offered. It's been 7 months and I keep looking. What else can you do but go on and know that something good will happen?

    I wonder if you've ever been to see someone? I hate to suggest some sort of drugs but in situations that are desperate, they do help.

    I have a friend who was overwhelmed and would experience bouts of severe depression and crying. She did not have a good relationship with her father and finally realized several years ago that she just could not see him anymore. That is such a good quote from Albom. I was truly blessed with supportive, nurturing parents but even they made some mistakes.

    Being a parent is the most important job in the world and I believe that childhood does affect you so deeply that you don't even realize it.

    And yes, big girls do cry--it's a release. But think about what may be causing it. The weight is probably an offshoot of deeper issues. I think most of us that have battled weight have done so because of emotions.

    I'll keep in touch and will be thinking of you. Take care of yourself!

  2. Manuela that was a great advice. I don't have anything else to add just {{{Hugs}}}

  3. its hard, but I definitely think that you need to stop putting so much blame on yourself and just forgive yourself for your mistakes. Im not talking about not owning up to the fact that you are in control of what you eat and how you live. I just mean, its ok to make mistakes and its ok to fail, because we all do. I used to beat myself up like crazy when I would eat something I shouldnt have, which only made it worse becasue I would just keep on eating because then I Was sad that I overate. It was a never ending cycle, and definitely a self fulfilling prophecy. you can do this, and I think trying to figure out where it comes from is a fantastic start. but dont drive yourself crazy trying to be perfect or not slip up because it happens.

  4. I too am sorry youve been feeling this way and wanted to out myself as a lurker for that reason.

    swing by.

    snark with us.

    if wont cure what ails ya but it mightcould perk you up for a few?

    take care,


  5. Just found your blog. Yes, big girls do cry. It's just that some of us seem to cry a lot more often than others. I don't like being the only one crying either. When I was a teen, I would get so annoyed with the crying ladies I knew. How did I become one of them?

    And yes, therapy isn't so bad. Took my ADHD daughter for a year and it was the best thing that ever happened to ME :)


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