A love letter to my tears

Dear Tears,

I hear your thoughts, why tears? Why would you write about little drops of water that sometimes run over our cheeks? However, we probably all have spent more time with them than we like to admit. First of all, they don’t always need to have a negative meaning, and second of all, even if they do, it can be incredible freeing to just let them go their way.

Here’s the thing about tears, no matter if they are happy or sad tears, they always make you stronger, in whichever way. Sometimes it’s the hurt, sometimes it’s a beautiful memory or moment. And sometimes we need the tears to find happiness within ourselves because they can be the words the heart is unable to say. When the soul bleeds, teardrops find their way.

So many times, I’ve smiled on the outside, while crying on the inside. The moment I really started to grow, heal and positively change as a person was the first time that I actually really realized that there are moments in which I just do simple things, like groceries, going for walks, or household jobs while having an honest smile on my face. All because it is a part of a bigger pictures and I actually don’t really mind doing those things.

Sometimes I can’t help it and I cry even when I’m in public. But mostly I’m the type who would sit all alone in a room crying and then walk out as if nothing happened. Which honestly is kind of sad as well, because it is already hard to ask for help and this doesn’t exactly make that any easier. Although, if I think about it, it is an act of bravery when you speak your mind even if your voice is shaking and the tears roll down your face.

You might be able to suppress your feeling, push them away or just keep them hidden. But tears don’t lie, there are many situations I which you can’t stop them, you just have no control over them. Tears may be one of the most honest forms of communication we have. Letting them roll over your face can be freeing; it can lift a weight of your shoulders. It is okay to be sad or down sometimes, you can’t always be on a happiness hormone high.

Tears not only make you strong, tears are strong. And that is one of the reasons why you can love them or at least try to like them. Maybe I’m watering my soul when I cry, maybe I’m opening up to something I’ve shut down for way too long. You don’t need ‘a cool way’ to cry, you can just cry and it will be okay. You might need a while to realise, but it is worth it.

“There is magic in the tears, even the rain envied.” – Anand Thakur

It feels like this has just been one big rant about some teardrops that sometimes slight down our faces. Maybe it is also about being exactly who we are in our most vulnerable moments that are our strongest at the same time. Took me a while to understand that we are allowed to show our tears, that we don’t have to be ashamed of them. No matter if they are happy or sad ones that stream down our faces.

A big thank you to my tears, I love you, you are one of the things that show me that I’m alive and living!

All my love,

Anna