I won't lie, it's definitely an odd intimacy we have. But I'm glad it helps her.

Dacrypticphile wrote:

Ahhhhhh this is the sweetest, cutest thing I've heard all day!! I'm so glad you could be a supportive ear/warm shoulder for your friend, and it's nice to hear that she's starting to admit she needs help. If I was in your shoes, I might have fallen head over heels in love with her on the spot, so you're stronger than I am! I hope you two continue to support each other in times like these.

Tbh, she kinda gets on my nerves. She asked me once years ago if I wanted to get a place with her and be roommates and I flat out told her I couldn't handle being around her that much. But I promised her I'd always be her friend when things got rough for her so...I guess being her designated crying shoulder is my fate with her.

Amans lacrimae wrote:

Nice, looking forward reading more obs. Two hours crying is definitely a lot of crying, when she broke the wrap, were you able to trace her tear streaks, or was her face completely wey with tears?
Did you wipe her tears from her cheeks?

She kinda nuzzled them all over my palm. Almost like a cat when it gets petted. Her tears tend to coat her cheeks rather than run down in individual drops.

This happened a few nights ago. I've mentioned this woman before, how she tends to get emotional and drink too much. Well, it happened again and she asked me to come stay with her for a few hours.

Last time I wrote how she decided to plunk herself in my lap and wrap around me while she cried. That's apparently become her default comfort position now, because she wanted me to be in a chair big enough that she could cry in my lap again. Tbh, it was a little awkward because she had drank quite a lot and was fairly limp, so I had to keep adjusting her.

Eventually the talk turned to me being concerned over her drinking, and I think I pierced her armor for the first time that she might be alcoholic, and people were genuinely concerned about her dependence on it.

At some point she slurred "I need to cry. Please hold me tight." And so I did, squeezing her against me with her wrapped around. I've mentioned before that she tends to cry silently. There was just a feeling of her wet cheek against mine as her body began to writhe with sobs. They were very hard sobs, quiet but strained, each one making her belly spasm sending a ripple up and down her as she bounced against me. They came in long sequences like she couldn't control them, and eventually she'd strain them to stop for a second, just long enough to take a fluttering hiccup of breath.

This all went on for the better part of two hours until she asked me to help her to the bathroom and hold her hair, and agreed to work on her drinking. She admitted it helped her escape from loneliness, and her lack of a relationship for the past several years. She kept squeezing my hands against her and telling me how much she missed human touch.

I pretty much carried her up to her bed after that and she asked me to stay and cuddle her a bit so she could sleep comfortably. So I got behind her and spooned her, as she pulled my arm under her head to rest on and pressed my other hand into her belly. She lay silent for a long while,

I'd be lying if I said I never encouraged a woman to cry when she was obviously trying to hide it, tbh.