Author: Sia Rawat, Class XII D
I cry a lot. Like, genuinely a lot. Over random things, too. A nice text, a movie I’ve already seen five times, a song that hits a little too hard at 11 p.m. But mostly, I cry when I’m overwhelmed. When too many things stack up and my brain just goes, “alright, time to leak.”
For the longest time, I thought this made me weak or dramatic. Everyone else always seemed so chill, laughing things off, moving on, being “emotionally mature.” But for me, it’s never “planned”. Sometimes I’ll be in the middle of doing something completely normal and suddenly my throat tightens, my voice cracks and boom– tears. And then I’m like, really? We’re doing this now? But I’ve stopped being mad about it. It’s not drama. It’s just me being a little too full of feeling.
Apparently, emotional tears actually contain higher levels of stress hormones like cortisol. So when you cry, your body is literally helping release some of the tension you’ve been holding. Which, honestly, feels kind of incredible when you think about it.
The best part is what comes after. It’s the calm that follows a good cry. You’re still a little puffy, maybe sniffly, but lighter. Things feel slightly more manageable again. Like the world didn’t change, but your brain rebooted just enough to keep going.
Crying doesn’t fix things, but it does help in some sort of weirdly amazing way. So yeah, maybe crying is cool. Not because it’s deep or profound, but because it’s honest. And if I’m going to cry over random things for the rest of my life, I might as well admit it’s part of my charm.
