6 Reasons Why I Cry.
Grandma used to tell me I'm too pretty to cry, but I do it anyways.
You ever felt like that bitch Sadness from “Inside Out”? Shiitttt I know I have!
#1 It’s therapeutic.
On days where I can’t vent to my friends or a therapist, the tears fall naturally. I’ve learned that accepting my body’s natural reaction to pain soothes me.
#2 Bad bitches have bad days too.
That’s what my girl Megan Thee Stallion said in “Anxiety” and I have to agree with her. I’m a bad bitch and I have bad days. I’ll bounce back, but let me cry first!
#3 Loneliness.
Alexa, play “Solo Dolo (Nightmare),” by Kid Cudi.
Loneliness isn’t a constant feeling in my mind, but when it is present, I can’t resist the urge to cry. I don’t like feeling lonely in the sense that I feel a lack of connection with others. I like engaging in conversation with people and forming deep bonds. I do notice that the time where I feel at my loneliest is nighttime. Sometimes crying myself to sleep is the cure when these emotions persist.
#4 Witnessing the beauty of Black queer love on screen.
One film that is forever etched into my mind is “Naz & Maalik.” It features a romantic relationship between two closeted Black queer Muslim boys. Another film I recall is “Set It Off.” The studfemme relationship dynamic portrayed by Cleo and Ursula was lovely. While this display of Black queer love is briefly shown in the film, it meant a lot for me to see a studfemme relationship on screen. What causes me to get teary eyed about Black queer love on screen is the dearth of Black queer love in mainstream queer films and shows. When I am blessed with the sight of Black queer love, I am overwhelmed with joy!
#5 The threat of Anti-Black racism and White supremacy.
I’d say this is one of the many side effects of going to a PWI. The worst part is that the Anti-Black racism and White supremacist ideologies you encounter may not be obvious. Last semester I had an extremely racist professor who didn’t hesitate to embarrass me in front of the class to inflate their ego. Take it from me, a Black student majoring in English, being one of the few (or the only) Black people (or person) in the class is tiresome. It will drive you to insanity if you don’t release it! And let me be clear, these cries are often not from sadness, I find that they come from a build up of untouched anger.
#6 Because I can, tf?
Sometimes it’s really not that deep. I just cry. I’m human.
Before I end this post, here’s a word from Monaleo.
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If you ever end up feeling lonely for some reason and it’s hard for you get up, come back to this video.