You Need To Cry Sometimes

Artwork by Anan Raafat

Artwork by Anan Raafat

You need to cry sometimes. You, as a human being with myriad drawers and shelves of misinterpreted emotions and eaten up words and actions, need to cry sometimes. The world can be too much to take in and absorb. Things get frustrating and the four walls that encompass you can feel like they are caving in. Your cocoon of strength can lose the value of its protection and before you know it, there is a lump in your throat, lodged, immobile; you can’t swallow it down or throw it back out. It is lingering , persistent and the only way to let it out is through your stinging, reddened eyes. Man, you need to let go of this foolish and ignorant notion that there is weakness in that temporary surrender. You are surrendering to yourself. You are giving yourself a chance to regroup, to regather the pieces of you that the world has managed to rip apart. There is a sweet kind of peace at the very end of this surrender and you have to seek it, feel it, and taste it sometimes. Don’t let the hair on your face or the testosterone in your blood or, more importantly, other men tell you that it is weakness to do the very thing that they are not strong enough to do.

So you go on. You take all the time and space that you need. Lock yourself up if you have to. Do whatever it is you have to do to give yourself this well-deserved break. When you really feel the wildfire in your heart and abdomen, when you really feel that lump forming itself violently and rapidly in your throat, when you really feel that warmth taking over your eyes and the blood rushing up and down your arteries and veins, let go. Let go because you need to.

Let go because you owe it to yourself. You owe it to yourself for the thousand times you refused to give in because you feared some insignificant people would take you for a fragile glass, for the thousand times you ridiculed yourself for the very idea of crying after being harshly taught that it is the opposite of manhood, that crying is the antonym of strength.

For isn’t a coward a person who lacks the courage to face difficulties, who runs away from things that they could face, things that could very well be themselves?
It takes no strength at all to run and hide from yourself, to pile up your emotions and swallow them up at night in pills, but it takes a ton of strength to embrace your soul that is sometimes the highest wave in a turbulent ocean, to embrace that calm that you will find under the wave.

It takes a ton of strength for you to cry sometimes.

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Tharwat Abaza

Twin. Dentist. Bibliophile. Writer. Lover of films. Runner for the internal liberty. Pizza addict. My beard's biggest fan.

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