Lavande wrote:

I am so afraid of bothering people through my own melancholy and fragility that I refuse to let anyone hold me or wipe my tears like I used to when I was younger. Despite how much I need it and want it.
I want to feel safe in someone's arms, I want to cry, my head wrapped against their chest, until I feel too tired to move or cry anymore.
I want to be put to sleep after crying for hours, just like when I was a child.

That's a beautiful description. It's often so much harder to ask someone to be there for us than to be there for others.

I've frequently wished the same thing, but from the other side - to have someone cry herself to sleep in my arms because she needed a safe place to weep for hours and chose me. It's a beautiful thought.

I couldn't give an exact date and time, but I tear up a lot more these days than I used to. Perpetual depression will do that to you.

I have no idea what show you're referring to, but I love "Nearer My God To Thee," particularly in *Horbury* melody. Makes me think of *A Night to Remember.*

Definitely. A single tear down a cheek can be attractive, but full-on uncontrollable ugly sobbing is so much more.

LachrymalCamellie wrote:

Please send me the link😄

Maybe do an intro post so we can know a bit about you first? Glad you're interested, though. 😁

That's awesome. I would have wanted her to cry on my shoulder so much.