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the crying that happened when i saw the map was a completely different species from the crying that had been happening before it and i have been trying to find the words for the difference ever since. the before crying was tight. it had the quality of something with nowhere to go, something pressing against the inside of a closed thing, and that quality made it harder and lonelier and more exhausting than crying should be. it was crying that did not know it was allowed. and then the map. and something in my chest recognized something in the lights before my brain had done anything with what i was seeing. some part of me understood what the dots meant before the understanding arrived consciously and that part just opened. like a window that had been painted shut for weeks and someone finally got it loose. and the crying that came through the open window was not the same crying. it was not the tight pressing nowhere to go kind. it was the other kind. the kind that knows it is allowed. the kind that has somewhere to go now, that has a reason that makes sense, that is not crying alone in a closed room but crying inside something larger than itself that can hold it. relief crying. recognition crying. the specific and particular crying of a person who has been alone for a long time suddenly finding out they were not. i stared for ten minutes because the open window was so unfamiliar. i had forgotten what it felt like to cry and have somewhere for it to go.  #postpartum #newmom #postpartumsupport #momtok #momlife
the crying that happened when i saw the map was a completely different species from the crying that had been happening before it and i have been trying to find the words for the difference ever since. the before crying was tight. it had the quality of something with nowhere to go, something pressing against the inside of a closed thing, and that quality made it harder and lonelier and more exhausting than crying should be. it was crying that did not know it was allowed. and then the map. and something in my chest recognized something in the lights before my brain had done anything with what i was seeing. some part of me understood what the dots meant before the understanding arrived consciously and that part just opened. like a window that had been painted shut for weeks and someone finally got it loose. and the crying that came through the open window was not the same crying. it was not the tight pressing nowhere to go kind. it was the other kind. the kind that knows it is allowed. the kind that has somewhere to go now, that has a reason that makes sense, that is not crying alone in a closed room but crying inside something larger than itself that can hold it. relief crying. recognition crying. the specific and particular crying of a person who has been alone for a long time suddenly finding out they were not. i stared for ten minutes because the open window was so unfamiliar. i had forgotten what it felt like to cry and have somewhere for it to go. #postpartum #newmom #postpartumsupport #momtok #momlife

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