I’m not such a pussy that I need to hide my emotions in the shower. I cry everywhere, openly. Fuck anyone who cares.
Have a good cry at the bus stop. Have a good cry at the theater. Have a good cry at the coffee shop. Have a good cry while getting a tattoo. Have a good cry at the park. Have a good cry in your car (not while driving that’s dangerous). Have a good cry wherever the fuck you feel like.
We’re all suffering out here, it’s time to stop feeling like we all have to hide it from one another.
You can get away with it in London. Source: experience.
You can cry on the tube and the bus, and the rule of “don’t make eye contact” means everyone just leaves you the heck alone and lets you get on with it it peace. I’ve twice cried while serving customers (after being bullied by a manager, two different jobs) and customers just try to get out of there. They might look at you a bit concerned but they mostly mind their own business.
I’ve lived in London half my life and I’d still ask you if you’re ok and offer you a bro hug. Now, if you’re a lass that’s a different dynamic and I’d probably just ask if you’re ok.
Not born a Londoner, but also don’t give a toss about being perceived as weird for being friendly.
Well, I mean, I didn’t do it on purpose. I prefer to go somewhere private if I need a good cry, but when that’s not an option, if I gotta let it out, I’m gonna let it out. I care less about strangers seeing me cry than people I know.
I’m not such a pussy that I need to hide my emotions in the shower. I cry everywhere, openly. Fuck anyone who cares.
Have a good cry at the bus stop. Have a good cry at the theater. Have a good cry at the coffee shop. Have a good cry while getting a tattoo. Have a good cry at the park. Have a good cry in your car (not while driving that’s dangerous). Have a good cry wherever the fuck you feel like.
We’re all suffering out here, it’s time to stop feeling like we all have to hide it from one another.
Not as easy as you make it seem :(
You can get away with it in London. Source: experience.
You can cry on the tube and the bus, and the rule of “don’t make eye contact” means everyone just leaves you the heck alone and lets you get on with it it peace. I’ve twice cried while serving customers (after being bullied by a manager, two different jobs) and customers just try to get out of there. They might look at you a bit concerned but they mostly mind their own business.
I’ve lived in London half my life and I’d still ask you if you’re ok and offer you a bro hug. Now, if you’re a lass that’s a different dynamic and I’d probably just ask if you’re ok.
Not born a Londoner, but also don’t give a toss about being perceived as weird for being friendly.
I have yet to muster up the courage to do that, i have recently cried at work, but managed to thankfully hide in a meeting room…
Well, I mean, I didn’t do it on purpose. I prefer to go somewhere private if I need a good cry, but when that’s not an option, if I gotta let it out, I’m gonna let it out. I care less about strangers seeing me cry than people I know.