Valid reactions from both of them. Turbulence on small planes is scary as hell. 

As a teen I went through a phase where I obsessively tried to cry in a conventionally “pretty” way, and was self-conscious about the way I looked and was never satisfied. These days I feel like I cry more naturally, don’t try to suppress sobs, and overall I don’t try to control the process as much. Overall I’m happy with the way I cry, just wish my nose didn’t get so red so fast.

Winter blues have crept up on me this year. Never used to be an issue for me but this year I’m working a lot more hours (my husband lost his job), the days have gotten very short, and our new office has almost no windows, so I haven’t even seen the sun in 10 days. I didn’t realize what was happening at first but I’ve had this general listlessness and malaise over the past week, I got some bloodwork to make sure it wasn’t anemia or a thyroid issue or something (it wasn’t), but last night it just overtook me. I’d gotten home from work, my husband had taken care of pretty much all the housework so there was very little for me to do to keep my mind occupied. I prepared dinner kind of mindlessly, but as I was taking the chicken out of the oven, my chest tightened, tears just flooded into my eyes and down my cheeks. By the time I had put the baking sheet down and taken off my oven mitt so i could wipe my cheeks, I think I had already shed at least 3 tears from each eye. I halfheartedly tried some of the usual ways to stop the tears, but quickly realized that it wasn’t going to happen. I pulled out some plates, which got my daughter’s attention (because I usually ask her to help take the plates to the table), but she noticed my tears and asked if I needed to go to the “cry chair”

Some background for that - We have a little nook between our kitchen/dining and living area where the washing machine is, and for the past few years we’ve had a plastic chair sitting there. This was the “time-out” area for when my kids misbehaved. It’s out-of-the-way enough that they would feel appropriately excluded, but they could still hear the rest of the family out in the main area so they’d be motivated to get his act together so they could come back and join us. They don’t need timeouts anymore, but that chair is still there. Over the past year, my two teenage stepdaughters and I have been sitting in that chair while crying, because it’s a good spot to h

I had thought I’d already seen all the best bilibili videos, but here you are, showing me some that I’d never seen before. These are amazing

I like seeing those photos! Reminds me of a time when I was much more social and got many more obs.

I posted a personal crying video on YouTube in 2005. Given how proficient some of the people on this forum were in finding crying content, I’m sure at least some of our older members have seen it.