I used to be not so tender hearted. You could pull hairs out of my nose and I wouldn’t drip a drop. I was made to be that way by someone in my past who seemed to like making me cry so I toughened up.
Now, I cry pretty easy.
The weird thing about it is that I don’t cry at sad stuff usually or from pain. I cry happy tears a lot and also if I see someone else crying from sadness or joy, I well up too.
It used to bother me that I cried, I’m starting to embrace it now and thankful that my heart softened back up and I am able to cry again. It’s good for the soul sometimes…