Why It's Okay To Cry Every Now and Then

5 Reasons Why It’s OK To Cry Out Your Stress Occasionally

You can be a college student during finals, or an adult with a high pressure job: We ALL have stress in our lives.


Let's face it: We all get stressed out because of this crazy thing called life. Life can have its stressful moments. And because of these stressful moments, people may or may not know how to cope with said stress. Some people shop, some may watch TV or listen to music. If stress is not managed properly, there are likely chances that people can get sick from stress or form addictions to stimulants. In my case, I pretty much do all of the above (Hey, don't judge me! Adulting is hard, people!).

I've noticed that there's this unspoken awkwardness in society when it comes to talking about crying. Sure yeah, it's a vulnerable state that someone can be in if they're crying. However, I believe that crying should be seen as a welcome way to handling stress, no matter who you are. You can be a college student during finals, or an adult with a high pressure job: We ALL have stress in our lives. So here's five reasons why it's okay to cry out your stress occasionally.

Forces You To Evaluate What’s Stressing You Out.

And that makes me stressed, and this...


When you're stress crying, it just makes you think about what's really bugging you. Maybe you don't even know what's stressing you out, so by crying it out, it'll help you determine why you're stressed out in the first place.

Relieves Physical Tension In Your Body.

You can just hear Fergie's voice right? No? Just me? Alrighty then...


Maybe this is just me, but have you ever experienced pain in certain areas of your body that just won't go away? Neck and/or back pain, headaches, or (in my case this past week) tightness in your hamstrings? Well, for some reason, (I'm not a scientist here, sorry), crying can relieve physical stress. (Check out this article I found that can explain why better than I could.)

It’s true what they say: Better out than in.

We're all ugly criers at some point.


This one should be a no brainer, but when you're not confronting your stress, (like I do sometimes, unfortunately), the consequences of not confronting your stress can be more severe in the long run if you don't otherwise.

Relieves Anxiety.

Anxiety sucks, period.


Quiet possibly, stress can manifest itself in the form of anxiety. Perhaps you have a big presentation that you're worried about that keeps you up at night. Perhaps that job interview that's next week is gnawing at you even though you keep on saying, "Eh, I'm sure I'll nail it." While the anxiety itself may not completely go away, by shedding a few (or many) tears, the pressing feeling of anxiety could potentially be lowered as the tears flow.

Relieves Stress.

Relieving stress is a great feeling, isn't it?


There is no amount shopping, binge watching endless hours of Netflix, or coffee in the world that can match what crying can do for a person's stress. I will shamelessly admit that I don't like crying. It's something that I personally like to avoid since crying makes my eyes puffy, turns my face red, and I just become exhausted afterwards. Yet, every once in a while I find it great to just let the tears flow because perhaps other means of dealing of stress just don't work, or that words fail to express how you're feeling on the inside.

There shouldn't be shame in expressing yourself, so why should there be shame in crying out stress?

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From The Girl Who Skipped The Party Stage

Sorry, I am really not sorry that I'm skipping the party.

What's so wrong with skipping the party stage?

I can't count how many times I've been told I am missing out on the "best years of my life" because I'm not participating in stereotypical college party-girl behavior. I have even been told that I'll have a mid-life crisis because I am skipping this apparently crucial stage of life. Really? A freaking mid-life crisis? Because I'm skipping out on hooking up with strangers and being belligerently drunk every weekend?

Naturally, as a 19-year-old college student, my favorite pastime should be getting intoxicated. For some odd reason, though, I find it hard to believe that the best years of my life are supposed to be filled with moments that I won't remember.

Because my priorities lay in a different place than the stereotypical college kid doesn't by any means indicate that I am uptight, boring or a prude. Believe it or not, I get high on life just as much as you do on booze and weed.

Spending my time reading a good book with my morning coffee definitely tops a nasty hangover. Cuddling with my boyfriend of two years undoubtedly makes me happier than any one-night-stand ever could.

A successful girls' night for me is filled with hours of "Grey's Anatomy," ridiculous singing to Taylor Swift, and one-too-many slices of pizza — not dancing with girls that I barely know at a frat party.

Sorry, but if you're looking for someone to black out with and compliment your dress that is just too tight, I am not your girl. Want to have an actual discussion? Want to go to dinner, maybe even take a road trip? I am totes down for that.

When I look back on the best years of my life, I want my mind to be filled with memories that will bring a smile to my face — not a cringe.

Sorry, I am really not sorry that I'm skipping the party.

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College Can Be Difficult, But Trust Yourself, Girl

Life can throw you curveballs sometimes, and times can get tough, but it is SO important to pick yourself up and trust that you can do anything.


I'll be honest, this school year was one of the hardest years of my life. There were lots of moments throughout the year that I just wanted to go home and get away from it all. I had to be reminded that I have been raised to try as hard as you possibly can, and I was doing that. It took some determination and time, but I didn't give up.

No matter how bad I felt, I stayed and persevered.

Now that I am home for the summer, I have been reminiscing on the past two semesters of school. At the beginning of the school year, I had a much different idea of how it would go. It was going to be "my year," but somehow while the year was going on, I felt that I had been completely wrong. It's easy to come to quick conclusions when life doesn't exactly go your way. Conclusions like "this year has been the worst year ever" and "I can never get a break" were often popping up in my head. My grades weren't where I wanted them, and I was surprised by a lot of occurrences that I never expected to happen (imagine a wild ride). I found out who my true friends are and who I could rely on, and luckily, my circle only grew. Being extremely extroverted, it was hard for me to get out and just do something. Being in this "rut" took a toll on me. I had to make those hard decisions about doing what was best for me in the long run instead of doing something just for the moment. Trust me when I say, this was NOT easy at all.

Through all the tears and change all around me, I decided to proceed to the finish line because I am NOT a quitter.

I decided that it was time for me to allow myself to fully, undeniably be me. I wanted to start doing the little things I enjoy again like working out, taking pictures, and simply just going out to do anything. I started forcing myself to take any opportunity that came my way, and it helped. One of the things that brought me so much joy was kickboxing – talk about therapeutic, people! Kickboxing at least three times a week helped my mood shift so much, and it was a start to seeing me again. I am so blessed with friends who would come over at, literally, any time of the day. Spending time with them helped me more than they could ever know. We did anything from just hanging out in my living room to splurging on a fun dinner. Through everything that I was doing daily, I was learning how to rely on myself. Looking back now, I have never really had to know what it felt like to rely mainly on myself. I did get so much help from my family and friends, but what good could their help do if I didn't want to help myself first?

Even though I felt like this was one of the worst years of my life, it taught me so much more than I ever expected. Looking back now, I grew so, so much. I learned how to smile when times get tough. I learned that it really is okay to not be okay sometimes, and it will be okay eventually. I learned that it's okay to ask for help because we weren't made to do life alone. Most importantly, I learned how to trust myself. My hope for anyone reading this, you will learn from my experience that the worst seasons get better. I am in such a good place right now because I never gave up, and I will continue to never give up. In a short amount of time, I am seeing how far I have come and how much I grew.

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