I guess it is to release them. An hour after I watch "The Joy Luck Club," after the tissues are put away, I always feel good. The movie and the cry clean me out. I know one of my biggest weaknesses is to repress my feelings. I don't tell people when they hurt me and I let very few people into my private thoughts. I feel guilty if I give more than I take. Maybe crying is a way to compensate. I don't know.
I've always considered myself somewhat of a hedonist. I don't take it so far that I hurt others, but I like having a good time. I like to indulge. I love a good meal, time with friends, the emotional satisfaction of doing things where I am a winner. Maybe there is a sense of joy inherent in feeling bad too. It makes you see everything else so clearly. I don't know. One to think on I guess.

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