This is a list of things that have made me cry in the last month or so:
- Attending my friend Sylvia‘s memorial
- Finding out a friend is in prison
- Meeting with his mom
- An email conversation with my brother
- The mere thought of meeting my grandmother on Mother’s Day
- Two recent Freakonomics studies
- The Oscar Grant Story trailer
- My boss yelling at me
- My boss telling me my internship has ended
- the sunset
- Stories about military sexual assault
- Learning about child sex slaves in Oakland
- A terrifying recent episode of Mad Men
- The Story of the machete maniac and the subsequent attack in France
- Oakland is robbery capital of America and the murder capital of California
- Angela Davis’s book and words on Palestinian Prisoner’s Day
- A moment of spontaneous song in the recent Live Political Gabfest
- An evening with Coleman Advocates and Sylvia‘s father
- Janelle Monae’s intro before performing Cold War
I had originally thought to put the list in order of what should have made me cry but I don’t think such an order exists. I am trying to be kinder to myself about being a highly sensitive person. Recognizing that I am part of a larger group (20% of individuals) who share this genetic trait and that there isn’t anything wrong with it.
This feels related to this post from around this time last year.