Permission to cry
An invitation to soften, release, and be fully human Take a breath I had no idea that so many people, women and men, were afraid to cry. Because one day, in their childhood, someone told them: “Stop crying,” often in a dry and harsh tone. I only learned this a few years ago. At the time, it struck me. But it’s only recently that this realization came back to me, with full force. For the past nine months, I’ve been training to become a counselor. And once again, I’m the one in class who cries. Not in secret. Not reluctantly. But simply, naturally, whenever the tears rise. Tears are my friends. I’ve never been ashamed of crying. No fear. No guilt. Not in front of loved ones, nor in front of strangers. I didn’t...
