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Thought it about time I shared a few of my recent observations - this thread I'll kind of group together under the title of medical professionals in that these observations all occurred in front of doctors, nurses - trained medical staff etc. I'll not listed all of them - and I'll probably include one per post - there is a few I can call on! - as I mentioned on my other post I've been crying a hell of a lot recently ( at times at least once a day - if not more than once a day) - the intensity and the tear volume have been crazy as well. I honestly didn't think I could cry like I have done - full sobbing, shaking - might have even pulled off a few lip curls anyway a few observations.... (I'm also going to add how I felt crying infront of the person because it includes males and females)....
The first observation was the first medical person I spoke with - my GP - in my medical practice you don't have a dedicated doctor you just see whoever is available on the day, this doctor happened to be a fairly young (mid 20's) female (quite attractive actually) - very soft spoken, gentle in nature - which I was glad about as I knew I was likely to cry as I'd been crying off and on several times already that day and I could feel the emotions building as I sat in the waiting room. But I was surprised just how quickly the emotion took over me, I walked into the consulting room sat down and as soon as she said "how can I help today" I burst into tears - and I mean completely burst into tears. I was completely helpless, I could not speak - I tried to and got a couple of words out - no idea how she got the picture of why I was there but she did - but the effort to speak caused me to start sobbing! Now I hardly ever sob, usually I cry very quietly but I could not help myself, these sounds where coming out of me that I did not know I could make - my shoulders where heaving, in fact my whole upper body was shaking. The tears where pouring from my eyes, I bowed my head and I could barely see anything but I could feel the tears dripping from my eyes, down my face - I was a mess! I was almost completely unaware that someone else was in the room. However I became aware that she had moved closer and then I realised she had reached out and clasped my hands which were on my lap in front of me. She did not hold my hand more put her hands over mine. I also became aware she was saying, 'look at me', 'look at me' - I guess she was trying to bring me out of the pit of emotion I'd decended into, but it was so difficult to regain any sort of composure - I started to try and fight the sobs which meant I made a few very odd sounds - I noticed tears had dripped over her hands and fore arm - I remember thinking stupidly, she will know I'm crying - yeah doh! I eventully lifted my head to look at her and felt a several fresh tears stream down my face.
I fixed my eyes on hers, trying to focus on something else in an attempt too stop the crying. I noticed her eyes where a bit wet - I don't think she was about to start crying herself but I think the sight of me in such a state had moved her a bit. She started talking but I didn't take a whole lot in but I got the picture that we were not going to discuss my condition much at this time (she made an appointment for the next day).
I was still crying but the intensity had subsided a bit, I still did the odd involuntary gasp / sob, tears were still rolling down my face - but I could tell that my time-slot was probably over - she handed me a bush of tissues and I could feel myself starting to go again, tears continuing to fall down my cheeks. At that moment I felt I want to be comforted, I wanted a hug (and not because she was attractive!) but I guessed it would be inappropriate and probably ackward if we had - but I wanted to be held.
She stood up, so clearly time was up - I moved towards the door and left - she was talking but I was not taking much in. Tears were still running down my face as I walked past the waiting area, people probably noticed but I didn't care I was too wrapped up in my own problems. I got too the reception desk to confirm my follow up appointment for the next day - still crying - the female receptionist asked if I was ok and offered fresh tissues - I just shook my head as talking anymore would make things worse. I got my card and quickly headed for the exit passing a woman and her child as I left. They clearly noticed that I was crying - the kid (5 or 6 year old girl) looked totally surprised and shocked to see this grown man crying.
I walked the whole way home in tears, went a different route home a quiet route to avoid people.
And spent most of the day in tears after that - a very intense and emotional experience.
More to follow later....
oh, meant to add to this... looking back I've no problem what-so-ever that this female doctor saw me crying like this, at this intensity - what I learned from this episode is that if you are very emotional and upset you don't care who see's you, you are too focused on your own problems to care.
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Oh tearhunter, more then your crying experience i was wondering what was the reason of it. But nevertheles i don't want to seem intrusive. I really hope you're better now ! Such amount of crying can be draining..
I rememberd doing something similar a few years ago when i was in shock after an incident at my exams , i cried for 4 hours continually..i was exhausted and dehydrated afterwards.
I think your emotional experience was something that in meny ways touched all the other people around you, in even subtle inexpressive ways but yet your reccolection of all those details in the mist of it , is even yet more compellling.
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psychic_girl wrote:
Oh tearhunter, more then your crying experience i was wondering what was the reason of it. But nevertheles i don't want to seem intrusive. I really hope you're better now ! Such amount of crying can be draining..
I rememberd doing something similar a few years ago when i was in shock after an incident at my exams , i cried for 4 hours continually..i was exhausted and dehydrated afterwards.
I think your emotional experience was something that in meny ways touched all the other people around you, in even subtle inexpressive ways but yet your reccolection of all those details in the mist of it , is even yet more compellling.
Yes, it was completely exhausting - I cried on and off all day - and it was not just the odd tear it was a complete flood each time, but the end of the day I had a headache and felt completely drained - I went to bed early and after lying in bed crying for about 10 minutes I had to get up and put a towel on my pillow because it was wet from tears.
It would have been interesting in a way to know the reaction of other people who saw me - and at other times after this episode - but there was no way I was going to stop and find out. As I mentioned I think the doctor was moved a bit - I'm certain she had tears in her eyes - not the about to cry volume of tears but a definite increase in emotion.
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This observation kind of continues into the next day (the last one I'll post today) - I woke several times during the night, lying wide awake staring into the darkness, every so often tears would fall from the corners of my eyes towards my ears. Thankfully it was quiet crying so I did not wake my wife (by the way she did know about all this but her involvement is another thread). But they left early while I was still in bed, after they left I felt a huge upwelling of emotion from inside my body and began to really cry again - like the day before I could not control it at all and started sobbing loudly - I lay in bed for what I think was about 30 minutes curled in a ball sobbing uncontrollably. I eventully forced myself to get up and went to the bathroom - I looked in the mirror - my eyes were so red, eye lashes stuck together, face soaking wet and red nose running - not a pretty sight. Tears continued to fall but I could not see the individual tears on my face.
Anyway, I eventully got up and made my way to the doctors - I was ok walking down (at least I was not crying) - I had felt supported by the doctor the day before so was looking forward to talking to her. I was hoping that I'd got a lot of emotion out of my system and would be able to have a conversation.
But to my shock in the waiting area another doctor called me, I assumed (didn't check) that it was going to be the same doctor. And this one was male - I've seen him before in the past and he's ok - mid to late 30's I think - he's friendly enough but at times a bit serious.
I could feel a bit of panic raising as I walked to his consulting room. I started saying to myself don't cry, don't cry - I've never been comfortable crying in front of other guys. But as I started to talk my voice cracked and I could feel the tears in my eyes. I stopped talking, desperately trying not to lose it completely - he said something like, 'this is really hard isn't it' and my fragile state fell apart. I felt my chin and lower lip wobble (again something that very unsual for me) - my eye's filled with tears and I could feel them about to fall. I quickly wiped my eyes still hoping I could get control. I said something like 'I don't have time for this' - I felt that I need to speak to the doctor and not spend another appointment in tears. He replied simply 'we expected this, you have a double appointment there is plenty of time' - well I could not hold on anymore - looking back I wondered if I took his words as permission to cry, but I don't think so - I didn't want to lose it but I think I was fighting a losing battle.
Tears began to escape, I tried to wipe them away (different from the day before with the female doctor) - he handed me tissues (which I immediately hated as it's a sign he can see I'm crying, even though it's complete obvious) and 'said take your time, it's ok to cry'. I spent a few moment catching every tear that tried to leave my eyes - still fight the urge to completely break down again - at least I was not sobbing this time.
After a few moments and big depth breaths I tried to talk - my voice was incredibly emotional, wobbly, breaking mid sentence but at least I was making myself understood. As I started to speak I could feel the tears in my eyes but at least for the moment they were not trying to escape. But as I spoke my eyes filled up and I could feel them begining to fall again, but because I had started to talk to the doctor about important stuff I got a bit annoyed at these fresh tears and tried to ignore them - I was focusing on what I was trying to say. Tears started to roll down my cheeks unchecked - one after the other, dripping of my chin - a few ran into my mouth and I could taste the saltiness of them. I started to become more comfortable crying in front of this male doctor - I thought bugger it I need to get this out - who cares if I do it in tears.
I cried steadily throughout the appointment, tears running down my face - some dripping from my chin others running down my neck - I remember my face feeling tight from the tears. I was not as comfortable crying openly in from of this male doctor as the female doctor the previous day - especially when I noticed his eyes follow tears as they ran down my face! But in the end it was ok.
I got a prescription for mediation and went to the pharmacy (drug store) - I was still very emotional - the shop assistant (female) ask a few personal questions and bang the tears started again - right in the middle of what is basically a shop! She looked like she wanted to run away - she could not look me in the eye. She said there was going to be a 10 minute wait but I think they came in 5 minutes. I tired to stand discretely in the corner but for anyone that saw me it was obvious I was in tears. I think I wiped most away but the odd one would have ran down my face. I got my mediation and quickly legged it back home.
Again I spent a good bit of the day crying!
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It's fairly safe to say that these two episodes where the most intense in front of medical professionals but not the only occasions. I few came quite close to this intensity however! I'm not going to go into details about each one but I'll list a few below... but after crying in front of so many people over the course of these two days I went through a period where I did not care whether I cried in front of what was effectively stranges. Whether it was because I did not have the energy to fight my tears or whether I simply did not care about displaying my emotions I'm not sure but if I felt like crying I cried - generally the response was accepting and of concern and support - however a few occasions I felt a degree of negativity towards me. Anyway a summary below:
(1) Female specialist in my condition: met this woman 6 separate times and cried each time She actually encouraged me to cry - told me not to hold back and generally I did'nt. She never handed me tissues, said she want me to feel the tears and be aware how my body felt and what it was doing while I was crying. There might be a post in this at some stage in the future. Crying ranged from a few tears to full on sobbing almost at the intensity of the previous observations - perhaps at times for a bit longer in duration as we were not as time pressured. I think I may have pulled off an involuntary lip curl with this woman as well - I was crying fairly loudly at one stage and I felt my lip and chin wobble - then I felt my mouth at a fair odd angle - clearly I could not see but I wondered later what I must have looked like.
(2) Same Female doctor as above - just tears down my cheeks this time.
(3) Male Doctor (not same as above) - lots of tears, almost sobbing at times - I was having a pretty rough day! He appeared to be a bit less accepting of me crying - he twice handed me tissue saying 'here' almost in an annoyed way as if to say stop crying now. But I did'nt care and continued to cry anyway. There was a bit of additional 'public' crying either side of this episode as well - I had to get the bus to this place and back - it was not my local medical centre. I was ok on the way there but felt the emotions rising while I was waiting in a busy waiting room. In my not caring who saw me state I sat with my head slight bowed down and allowed tears to roll unchecked down my face. A young woman sitting nearby actually got up shaking her head and moved to sit somewhere else! (was crying quietly - it was not as if I was making any noise). I was aware another guy was staring at me - but at last in an act of kindness and support a middle aged women next to me asked if I was ok, reached into her bag and gave me tissues. She said something like 'you don't look like you are having a good day' - I looked directly at her with tears rolling down my face and said 'Nope' - she responded by putting her had on my knee - friendly - and when she was called before me gave me a gentle hug - nice.
Edit: Continued...
I was very emotional after this appointment - appart from being in a pretty fragile state I was not happy with the reaction of the male doctor to me crying. It was not as comforting as previous and with my general reluctance to cry in front of other guys I just felt a bit humiliated. I was not crying as I got on the bus to go home, but by the reaction of the driver he could tell I have been crying - he did not say anything but his gaze lingered too long on my face! I sat down and just stared out of the window, 10 minutes into the journey tears started running down my face again - I was going over in my mind the appointment I'd just come from - initially I don't think anyone noticed, I was crying quietly and looking out of the window. But the bus got busier and eventully a middle aged woman sat next to me. She probably notice I was in tears before she sat down beside me, I very briefly looked away from the window as she got on and caught her eye before quickly turning back to the window. After a few minutes she leaned against me and wispered 'its ok crying is good for you' - I turned to look at her, I was still crying but this point my face was pretty wet and tear stained as I'd been crying for a good 10 minutes - she just went 'oh, look at you' and reached into her handbag for tissues as she handed them to me she said something like 'you guys don't know how to look after your self when you are crying' - I mumbled a thank you and so not to disappoint preceded to dry my face - although fresh tears were still falling. My new crying buddy clearly trying to 'cheer' me up said 'it could be worse you know - your not wearing make-up, you should see the state of me when I cry'. Not sure if it was just the presence of a stranger next to me but I started to calm down and within a few minuted I'd stopped crying. We talked - not in detail or long sentences about how life is difficult at times - although I did not tell her why I was crying and she did not ask. I got off the bus first, thanked her for the tissues and she just said 'take care'. Very nice and compassionate woman.
(4) Female Nurse: I became emotional as we discussed my condition, eyes filled with tears quickly and streamed down my face - only a brief cry - minute or so with probably 3-4 tears. No reaction from the nurse at all. Probably did not want to draw my attention to the fact I was crying to protect my potential embarrasement.
5) Male Consultant: Again as I talked my voice broke and eyes welled up, this older guy (probably mid 50's) steered the conversation away from what had just upset me. Although it was too late to prevent a tear from each eye rolling down my face - but for some reason I wiped these tears away from my face - not sure what made me do that.
Well that's it... I have a bit of a feeling that half the medical world has seen me crying in the past few months. I don't really hold any embarrasement with regard to any of the many people who have seen me cry - the majority I will probably never see again - for the ones that I might - my local medical staff, well so what - I don't think they are going to take an article out in the local paper or tell everyone they know about me crying in their presence!
It's actually been quite good for me to write this down - although it was hard for me I'm ok with you guys enjoying the many crying episodes I've described above - I sometimes wonder if one of you guys had been one of the people I met either in the waiting room or on that bus... what would you have done
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Tearhunter, thanks for sharing these observations with us. I'm sorry you had such a rough time, but I'm glad that in general, it seems that many of these medical professionals were supportive and helpful. I'm glad you feel comfortable sharing with us. I hope things are going better for you!
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There seem to be a lot of us in the medical profession on the forum, I'm sure this isn't a coincidence. I second carrotcake in that I always hope to conduct myself in a way where those I take care for would not feel judged for their tears. Usually I'm not struck by tears in the work place, however I don't think I've taken care of someone I found particularly attractive. Overall, it seems like people were kind to you about the tears and I'm glad to hear that. Certainly am personally glad you are doing better and am glad your writings have been as cathartic to you as they have been interesting to us. Wishing you the best!
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Carrotcake, Yellowrose - yes, things are going much better for me now. And yes, most of the medical profession were kind and supportive - some were better than other and they all had slightly different ways in which they responded. I still think females are more accepting of crying - the only except from above was the woman in the waiting room who clearly wanted to distance herself from this tearful guy! I wonder why she reacted that way - did she have a boyfriend/partner that cried a lot (or never cried) - what was her own crying like - does she hate crying, does she cry a lot or hardly ever - would have been interesting to know - not that I was about to ask her!!
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I think crying can be instinctively repellent to some people. It makes sense since with crying comes a bad situation. I kind of understand this. Despite the fact that it's my fetish, I often instinctively want to flee a situation where crying is happening, evening if it is a woman crying. This instinct is at odds with my fetish, but a lot of the time the instinct wins - which leads me to regret not staying there later on.
In fact, if I suddenly come across someone crying, my heart would actually leap as if from fright. The primary urge to just walk away is overwhelming.
Oh tearhunter. I'm just a private message away if you ever need to talk. Thankyou for sharing your observations with us. Hugs.