Today I Cried: Crying as Emotional Release & Self-Healing
- Anita R. Elliott
- Jul 12
- 2 min read
Updated: Jul 18

Today I cried.
Not for one reason, but for all of them.
For the daughter I want to be closer to.
For the blog I want to write but can’t seem to begin.
For the guitar I keep hung on my wall like a promise I haven’t kept.
For the pressure of having time off and still not knowing how to use it.
For the neverending exaustion and the drowing overhwhelm that feels oceans deep.
For the version of me that wants to create and heal and build something new…but keeps getting swept up in the tidal wave of everything at once.
I cried because my heart is full, and my hands are tired.
Because I want to move forward, but I’m tangled in memory, in debt, in dishes, in decisions.
Because no matter how many times I pick myself back up, there’s always more to carry than I thought.
I cried because even when I’m resting, I’m still racing. Because even when I’m free, I feel caged. Because even when I’m home, I ache for home.
I cried for every half-finished idea.
For every abandoned dream.
For every quiet tear no one heard.
For every yes that cost me too much.
But maybe the crying is the creating.
Maybe this flood is part of the clearing.
Maybe tears are how the dam breaks, and something softer can finally begin.
So today I cried.
And I let that be enough.
Sincerely,
Letting the waters rise
🕊️ If this met you in your own moment of overwhelm, I hope it reminded you that presence counts too. That not-doing is still becoming. That your softness is still sacred.
Crying as Emotional Release: Letting the Waters Move
💃 Movement Ritual: The Dam Breaker
Begin in stillness. Sit or lie down. Place one hand on your heart and one on your belly. Feel what’s stirring.
Gently begin to sway — side to side, or back and forth — like water slowly returning to flow.
Let your arms open with each breath out. Let them fall with the next. Rise and fall like waves.
Allow yourself to move through the feeling instead of fixing it.
Close with a deep forward fold or child's pose, pressing your forehead to the earth.
This is not a performance. It’s permission.
"I write to remember. I move to feel. I post to find my way back to myself."
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