Comments on: Beaut.ie Guide to Crying in Public: an essential How To

By: Celine (McMademoiselleLikes...)

Celine (McMademoiselleLikes...) — Mon, 19 Nov 2012 08:47:29 +0000

If you’re outside and it’s windy, there’s also the good old “sensitive eyes, it’s windy, tears are rolling on their own”.
On the “Pretend to be any nationality other than Irish”, there’s also the risk of a well-intentioned person saying “oh you poor dear, are you missing home?”. No I wasn’t, but now that you’re mentioning it I kind of do, cue more bawling.

By: Lesley

Lesley — Sun, 18 Nov 2012 02:03:36 +0000

I cried in work about 2 hours after this post went up! If only I had read it earlier!!

By: laur

laur — Sun, 18 Nov 2012 01:37:52 +0000

If I need a cry I just cry. I need no explanation, no plan. Life can be hard and emotions are there for good reasons, people have tough times and emotions. If I cry I know I am not trying to blackmail r make other feel anything, so I do not need permission or to provide a justification and neither dose anyone else.

I will say however some ppl are not comfortable around emotion or others trying to provide comfort and that is fine too, but it seems like the culture equates tears with weakness and that is just not true

By: abfab89

abfab89 — Fri, 16 Nov 2012 16:34:46 +0000

Ok so one day at work there was a lady sitting at a table with another lady, lady number 2 went out to take a call and I looked up and saw the first lady sobbing. For a split second I let on I didn’t see out of pure awkwardness but then went straight down to ask her if she was ok (my heart was broke for her) she told me their father just passed away (lady number 2 was her sister). I gave her a good hug (did not know what else to do, it just felt like the right thing to do) and had a brief chat with her. Her sister came back in, I walked away and felt totally overwhelmed (I’m a sap at heart!). Came home and told my family and bf etc I just felt so sorry for her and wanted to make sure I had done the right thing. I kept saying The way I saw it was basic human kindness and all I kept saying was if I was ever in that position I would not want as such but greatly appreciate if someone had done something like I’d done. She came back 2 weeks later with a bunch of flowers and thanked me for what I’d done.
Anyway… (there’s a point to this!)…about 2 months later I was on a train travelling to see my bf who lives in a different county. I was sitting around a table of women all a bit older than me, I got a call to say my brother had been in a very bad accident, I was very very upset but went to the end of the carriage to gather myself. I want back and sat at the table again and got another call to say my brother was about to loose his leg… Girls I’m telling yis I broke down, my coverage went and I kept trying to call my sister back to no avail, I was shaking, trying to control the crying, I physically couldn’t stand up to get to the end of the carriage. The 3 women sitting round me shuffled about, playing with their books and phones. In that moment I would have given anything to talk to someone not to sit crying on their shoulder the whole journey but just… something. I also had this feeling at the back of my head that I looked like an absolute tit, was making these women feel awkward but wanting just some basic human kindness. I was trying to keep my head down, trying to get up, trying to make a call despite lack of coverage. It was awful, was on the train for a good 2 and half hours, nowhere to go, in and out of contact with family who were all together at home. Just a horrible experience.
Now I’m not saying if I teared up reading the paper (regular occurrence) that I’d want comfort from a stranger, but it was just the situation that was happening at the time. I just think its always better to offer a little bit of something to someone than nothing at all.
Ok none of this had anything to do with the blog post but I did find it very entertaining!

By: Lucie

Lucie — Fri, 16 Nov 2012 16:04:06 +0000

Oh I remember those times, crying on the bus number (RIP) 10, while going to UCD, because I was breaking up with my now ex and still a great friend (somehow). Yup, long hair help a lot! And I have teary eyes in the mornings, so most of my friends who know this don’t realise I’m crying unless I’m sobbing completely.

By: LoCo

LoCo — Fri, 16 Nov 2012 15:25:03 +0000

duh fell=feel

By: Karen (Beating Myself Into a Dress)

Karen (Beating Myself Into a Dress) — Fri, 16 Nov 2012 15:22:52 +0000

Aw LoCo you poor thing. Though that is a cautionary tale alright, there is a risk the skangers will talk to you and try to comfort you if you use the ‘Luas Cry’ method.

By: LoCo

LoCo — Fri, 16 Nov 2012 15:21:30 +0000

Well I got some really bad news at dr appt one day, then got on the luas to get back to work. The news started to sink and the tears started to flow, and I cry pure ugly. This junkie came over to me, asked me was I alright I just nodded but then he offered to sell me something that would make me fell better. I burst out laughing, thanked him and said no thanks.

By: Shygirl

Shygirl — Fri, 16 Nov 2012 14:46:32 +0000

Yea Louise I know someone else who cried over a bad haircut, and once I nearly cried myself once. Its not a silly thing to cry over, hair is a big deal.

By: Atkin

Atkin — Fri, 16 Nov 2012 14:28:12 +0000

Jumping on the Luas is a tough one if you’re not within 100 miles of one! A scarf or pretending to sneeze is a favorite of mine.