#crying is therapy

[electricgg]

Not my mom snapping me out of my imposter syndrome episode caused by an upcoming audition in the most unconventional way possible.

Mom: stop giving yourself excuses because you’re scared and a perfectionist. You have my blood and I didn’t go through three hours of natural birth so you get scared of singing for a minute. Stand up.

Me, after bawling my eyes out for a full hour in front of her: …wow, I didn’t expect that to work.

[follows-the-bees]

Just watched A Nice Indian Boy and no I am not crying. I do not see my own struggles in the main character and his relationship with his family.

It was a beautiful film with lots of heart. Please more queer-centered films with happy endings!!

[unnaturalmind]

I feel as if I’ve been corked

My leaks Temporarily sealed But my feelings Are welling up Like the knot in my stomach And the ball in my throat

The pressure Inside this bottle of mine Is building It’s uncomfortable

Tears sit just behind my eyes Watching Waiting To be set free

At a moments notice They can be unleashed So they sit there Watching In cahoots with my feelings Just waiting To be released

Why do I fight them? Why do I hold them back When I know The moment I let them go I’ll be at ease

[thesingingrevolution]

i will let out a few more cries and then head to bed