I don’t cry very often. That’s why I like this photo and feel that it reflects how I experience my natal Chiron in Pisces in the 7th house. The shadow looks like a scar, a wound in the shape of flowing tears. Silent invisible tears falling endlessly… not dissimilar to how people cry in Japanese cartoons. I love Japanese cartoons.
When I do cry, it is always in private. I can count the number of times I have cried in front of another person on the fingers of one hand.
I was taught not to cry when I was a baby because it distressed my mother in so many ways. It made her appear to be a bad mother to have a crying baby. It stressed her out because it triggered all the emotions from which she had carefully dissociated. It was an annoying sound which bothered her ears, and she was very sensitive. And so on. When she succeeded on stopping my tears for good, she told me how grateful I should be to her because she had been a cry baby as a child and hated it.
I’ve written about all of that before… mainly because it bothers me that I can’t cry. I would like to sometimes, and it is a very difficult thing for me to do.
I can’t even cry if my cat is in the room.
When I do cry, it is all too brief, but oh such a wonderful release!