Real Gs don't cry

bumble wrote:In yoga this afternoon. Who the fuck cries in YOGA?

i think it's pretty common

bumble wrote:In yoga this afternoon. Who the fuck cries in YOGA? Except for me, of course.

This is precisely why I do not practice yoga. I didn't cry after I got hit by a car (I did cry when my mom came to the hospital, though.) I'll be damned if I cry during yoga.

Signed,
Macho McMacho

bumble wrote:In yoga this afternoon. Who the fuck cries in YOGA?

I always seem to break down right in the middle of my Yoplait mixed fruit on the bottom yogurt.

Oh wait... Yoga.

Hmmm...

Seriously, however, this story on 60 minutes made me mist up. It's about a bunch of medical professionals that went to Pakistan to help earthquake victims. They are in the most remote regions and they are the only ones there. They are not part of any special organization. They just decided to go. The story was pretty powerful.


http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2005/11/10/60minutes/main1036922.shtml

tmidgett wrote:

bumble wrote:In yoga this afternoon. Who the fuck cries in YOGA?

i think it's pretty common

No, you're thinking of TCBY






Seriously, who doesn't cry in TCBY?

It stands for Totally Crusty Butt Yogurt for Christ's sake

Anyone cry at a rock show lately? Maybe not a rock show, perhaps a symphony?

I miss that feeling. Not that I cried at rock shows a lot in my youth, but I miss the feeling that I could have cried had I not been at a rock show.

like 20 times today. First, at 5 a.m. when my daughter left to get on the plane to take her back to Milwaukee, and then at 11:00 am when I said goodbye to my brother who is going back to Iraq for a year...and then all through the day whenever I heard a sad song, or started reading the end of the million pieces book, or I thought of this funny story my sister told me....

We were in the car on a trip and we were little and my dad was pissed at us both and he was threatening to spank us (her being 5 years younger was already crying) so we stopped at a motel and he started to spank me first and I wouldn't stop laughing, no matter how hard he did it....and she just kept bawling... and he kept getting madder and i just kept laughing, until he gave up.

I don't remember it happening, but now it makes her laugh, and me cry....wtf

wiggins wrote:Anyone cry at a rock show lately? Maybe not a rock show, perhaps a symphony?

i cried a few tears at the patti smith/kevin shields show in london a few months back.

patti was reading poetry over kevin's guitar backing - it was about robert mapplethorpe.. kevin had built the music to an extreme level, and patti was just - not shouting, but saying with desperation - 'what's the point?' repeatedly. it was a pretty intense moment.

at the end of the show it was like nobody else was there, i just stood up and applauded, it was the most beautiful thing i'd ever heard.


this thread has been outstanding, it really is warming and touching to read.

the last time i properly cried was when my friend died, last summer. he was the funniest person i ever met. he'd gone to india and ghana to teach kids and give relief work and he contracted malaria. he was fine when we got back, we all went camping and he was his usual self, but about 2 weeks later he fell ill and died in hospital. he was 20 years old.

If I come to this website and there is a new post here I burst into tears.

It is a strange thing. It is not because I am so sad about it. Reading about how you are is too much for my sensitive eyeballs.

And because I have trouble with attention, I watched Ali G's NBA spots a few seconds later. So I was bursting into tears and laughing hysterically at the same time.

This happened to my friend when her dad walked through a pane of glass which he thought was an open door. He broke through it and left a hole in the shape of a person.

So it was hillarious, but he also might've got stabbed in the neck with shards of glass. So she laughed and cried.

This is not the same feeling as laughing so hard that you cry. It is much more retarded.

I cried yesterday....and the day before.

My wife and I are experiencing difficulties in our relationship right now. She moved here with me a year and a half ago when I found a new job; and has made new friends, found new activities, and gained a great deal of confidence she did not have before.

I have not made any significant friends as of yet, stay home much of the time, and work fairly hard - which makes having energy for late nights rather difficult.

She is not happy having a mopey husband that doesn't have friends and doesn't go out. My lack of confindence in myself makes me less attractive to her. I am not happy having a wife that does not find my sexually interesting, and looks down on me for being "timid".

I know I need to get out, make friends, get involved in the things that used to make me happy, but damnit - I'm having a really tough time with it. Now that the weather's turned cold, I'm not exercising as much (riding by bike) and I need to get on the ball with that (I bought a trainer last week). I know I'm depressed, and I need to do something about it. I don't want to jeopardize my marraige - I love my wife dearly, troubles or not, and I know I need to start getting out and having my own life, so we can be two individuals who enjoy being together not out of obligation, but because we genuinely want to spend the time we have, together.

We have been talking alot....to the point of near emotional exhaustion. Ten years together has is bound to make two people either complacent with each other's tensions and faults, or they're going to surface and require resolution. I'm glad we've been able to talk through alot of this, and the tears that come as part of it. Ultimately, I need to do what's going to make me a better person, independent, confident, etc...., but I know it's not going to happen instantly. I hate to admit how scary this all is, but I can't keep living in fear....I will not! But I think I need help too. Some sort of help. That's tough to ask for.