I don't know why I think so but I do.
Maybe its because when you cry, there is a certain realization that didn't hit you before.
I think when you cry that hard, you realize your mistakes, the things you value, and the things you wish for.
I think when you cry, you are incredibly vulnerable, stripped of your defenses.
I think when you cry, you realize your imperfections. You realize your humility.
You are humbled.
For guys, its definitely difficult to cry like that. But when it happens, the melting pot of emotions embedded in your chest is glorious. It feels like a great weight has been lifted off of your shoulders.
As I read this aloud, I realize how incredibly gay this must sound coming from a guy. But you know what? I don't take back a single word I said.
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