tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post4366418758965446390..comments2023-10-08T22:15:45.041+11:00Comments on Life & Other Crises: TriggeredKerri Sackvillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08404421856986720832noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-89405501451789452322014-05-27T21:13:50.070+10:002014-05-27T21:13:50.070+10:00'A night out on the sobs' what a perfect w...'A night out on the sobs' what a perfect way to describe it, and the puffy hangover that lingers after the tears have dried. Beautiful.bexy mcflynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-56648505880449534932014-05-07T12:43:55.589+10:002014-05-07T12:43:55.589+10:00I totally agree, that we need to feel what we feel...I totally agree, that we need to feel what we feel when we feel it.Sam Stonehttp://samanthastone.com.au/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-57789148775028683032014-05-07T09:39:13.385+10:002014-05-07T09:39:13.385+10:00I'm a bit late to comment but had to anyway as...I'm a bit late to comment but had to anyway as lots would relate to your words Kerri, (and so eloquently put). Feeling guilty about feeling down is common too I think, especially when we're told to 'count our blessings'. There are always others worse off but we can know this, yet still feel horrible.<br /><br /><br />I understand that a seemingly minor grievance can trigger the floodgates and you then grieve for other much more profound stuff, in my case losing my husband. Sometimes...often the crying is cathartic and you can 'pick yourself up' and get on with it. <br /><br /><br />Love those last words and I hope you are finding your "fortune and wonder" now, Kerri. :)Lee-Anne Walkernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-67617808859074459182014-05-07T07:32:56.006+10:002014-05-07T07:32:56.006+10:00Sometimes we have to cry; to sob. It is a release...Sometimes we have to cry; to sob. It is a release - we have to let it all out...and choose not berate ourselves for doing so. It's not weakness...in a way, it is strengthening. A good flush out not only clears the pipes and drains...it clears us out, too! It's necessary...even if draining!Lee Georgehttp://kitconn.blogspot.com.au/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-45404130858418743742014-05-07T07:29:26.028+10:002014-05-07T07:29:26.028+10:00Beautifully said :)Beautifully said :)Nimmity Zappertnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-26102614618165534482014-05-06T22:37:07.542+10:002014-05-06T22:37:07.542+10:00Big hugs and lots of love to you! I am sometimes t...Big hugs and lots of love to you! I am sometimes triggered unexpectedly by feelings about my being adopted. Fears of being rejected or abandoned. It's tough. I'll bawl my eyes out when I least expect it! Any kind of loss is tough and I cannot imagine what it would be like to lose my sibling (even though my own husband has and it was awful I do realise it's not quite the same as knowing what it really feels like). You are amazing, just know that. Grief is a weird, unique process for each of us and sometimes you just have to let it take you for a little while - better than bottling it all up xoxoKezUnpreparedhttp://awesomelyunprepared.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-59636349755807038212014-05-06T20:13:46.049+10:002014-05-06T20:13:46.049+10:00And sometimes we need to do just that - to remembe...And sometimes we need to do just that - to remember, to cry and to be restored againSarah Macnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-55352445027843549252014-05-06T19:45:55.649+10:002014-05-06T19:45:55.649+10:00Oh I hear ya. Once you pop you can't stop.Oh I hear ya. Once you pop you can't stop.Troy Knoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-49167046424609034752014-05-06T14:27:50.499+10:002014-05-06T14:27:50.499+10:00I do this too and the worst thing is when a well m...I do this too and the worst thing is when a well meaning person wants to know why you're crying and you can't explain that it's not for one specific thing, just everything and you need get it out. Glad you're feeling better. xoVanessa Connornoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-67295910729819635952014-05-06T13:07:31.571+10:002014-05-06T13:07:31.571+10:00Glad you are feeling better! Yes, last week was li...Glad you are feeling better! Yes, last week was like that for me - arguments about politics and opinion pieces (of all things), and bursting into tears when others didn't either agree or understand why I was placing so much importance on them. Made me reflect on what was underlying my reactions - some deep seeded issues to sort through. So in a sense, a positive outcome, but painful none the less ... (and you are so right about how much better we are than so many - reading about the Nigerian girls this week has really brought that home to me)Helen Knoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-9729330174875138672014-05-06T13:06:12.669+10:002014-05-06T13:06:12.669+10:00Big love darling. XxxxBig love darling. XxxxMichaela Cnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-24056944746231643272014-05-06T13:03:49.658+10:002014-05-06T13:03:49.658+10:00Hugs Kerri. I really do think there is such a thin...Hugs Kerri. I really do think there is such a thing as a floodgate behind which all our past pain builds up and has to come out. I hope that every time we let it out with such a big sob session that there is a little less left behind in our heart.Kathy www.yinyangmother.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-36795695294077456452014-05-06T12:46:55.851+10:002014-05-06T12:46:55.851+10:00Yes ... I had one of those days a week or so ago ....Yes ... I had one of those days a week or so ago ... it was hideously awful at the time, but I was so much better the next day. I always say ... you can't start climbing out of the well until you sit in the bottom of it for a little while and get your strength back. xxxxxAnnie Reussnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-745380268767473722014-05-06T12:45:24.440+10:002014-05-06T12:45:24.440+10:00It hides in that great big empty hole in our heart...It hides in that great big empty hole in our hearts... that pain, it fills that huge hole in our hearts, and overflows through our eyes. It happens to me, in the shower, walking into a store, seeing the shop close where I bought her last birthday gift, sweeping the laundry floor, now!! THIS MONTH, EVERY SINGLE DAY... At least I can tell my family (who don't seem to understand) that's it's menopause As the saying goes, this too shall pass. Love and hugs for your pain. As my Mum says, "Pop on some lipstick and a spray of perfume"... apparently it's the go-to feel-good.Carol THnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-45920723783576349082014-05-06T12:38:12.067+10:002014-05-06T12:38:12.067+10:00I actually feel we keep things bottled up too ofte...I actually feel we keep things bottled up too often...crying is therapeutic (if exhausting).26 Years & Countingnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-59615174989262150262014-05-06T12:03:18.434+10:002014-05-06T12:03:18.434+10:00I haven't lost anyone close to me so I can'...I haven't lost anyone close to me so I can't understand the depth of your pain, but I understand the need to sometimes just let loose and cry because something small has triggered an avalanche of emotion that was just waiting to be released. Crying is good for you, no matter how blergh we feel (and look!!) afterwards. Sending you good vibes and a beauty tip - white eyeliner is your best friend :) xxxSarahnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-3589669500176147382014-05-06T11:53:13.845+10:002014-05-06T11:53:13.845+10:00Yes. Pain is a jerk like that, burrowing in to fin...Yes. Pain is a jerk like that, burrowing in to find the well of it, even if it was just surface pain earlier. Please take my internet hugs and love.annaspargoryannoreply@blogger.com