This is a topic I haven’t found enough information about online. I am convinced no human thought or feeling is unique to an individual – everything has been considered by someone before us who’s also bothered to document it online. I’ll except the genius brainwaves, but those are rare.
This is about endorphins making you feel emotions other than happiness and excitement. Whether after a sweaty session in the gym or after sex, they’re capable of making you cry too. Evidence? Erm, me. Not once or twice, but most of the time. The more intense an experience for the body, the bigger the rush of those tears. I know I am a softy, but I can guarantee that I am not imagining mushy, romantic dramas when in excruciating pain at the end of an hour of lifting weights. The nuance to note is that I don’t cry of pain either. I want to believe I do because that’s an easier explanation, but I’m afraid untrue.
I’ve read that it can happen to people who’ve been through some kind of trauma. I may have had some scarring experiences but can’t claim to have been traumatised. Unless you consider networking events in India where people don’t actually want to talk to strangers. My explanation for it is the inherent anxiety that I have grown up with. Perpetually curled toes as a kid that my older brother joked about. Unexplained, tense muscles throughout the body. Panic attacks leading to hospitalisation. Total inability to engage or trust anyone when anxiety takes over all other thoughts. Basically, I have lived with anxiety for as long as I can jog back my memory. Some days have been worse than others, some people have helped it while others have made it worse, but it’s never fully left my mind and body. Wellbeing literature these days terms it as a ‘disorder’. I may still read astrological predictions occasionally, but I am yet to figure out if I truly have a ‘disorder’. The point being, I think my tears every time my body experiences something extreme is linked to this deep-seeded anxiety. I don’t know if I can or need to do anything about it. But I know it would have been more reassuring if I’d found any reliable information about it. Not the multitude of articles talking about crying being a great exercise (!).
My plea to you – if you know someone who experiences this or happens to bring it up with you, let them know they’re not alone.
Fuchsia 