I can cry easily, but I think since I had sz it has made me feel too dead to cry. It feels harder to cry than before except when I feel depressed.
Affective flattening & anhedonia are fully part of the clinical picture. 
Itās called disassociation.
Sometimes tears can just come right out of youā¦
I have some nasty social problems thrown at me in my city as some of the churches started bothering people on disability check for mental care so really need the āshields upā. Also had to return to living with verbal abuser parent who never has anything nice to say to anyone, especially me now. Even with the disassociation, you can decide not to show a lot of reaction to nasty comments (thought broadcast) or verbal abuser & you can be okay.
I was never one to do the āgood cryā. Dadās anger problem took it all as kids, so did the bullying at schoolā¦so see no point in it.
Taken me years of therapy to get to point of being about to cry again. As with everything with me still a work in progress. Try not to force it, it will come when it comes.
Iām not sure if your male or female but does have an effect on it as well. As society tends to frown on us males crying. Itās extremely cathartic and takes a bigger man to cry than hold it all in.
Yeah I tear up rather than cry. Its being a while since I cried , anyway my ducts are ready to go.
My Mum died six months ago and Iāve not cried yet. Itās not like I never saw her, I lived with her up until the day she died. I feel guilty for not crying but thereās nothing coming out.
Flat, blunted, or restricted affect; whatever you choose to call it will rob you of all emotions. Not just singularly that specific one.
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I can count the number of times I have genuinely laughed since being on meds - and itās not that many times in 27 years. I sort of go through the motions of laughing but itās not a proper belly laugh, more on the surface.
As a kid, it didnāt take much for me to cry. Over the last several years, Iāve lost the ability to cry for the most part.
Really? Its weird i can laugh hysterically but I cant cry. can you cry?
I find it hard to cry aswell.
And there may not be. I didnāt feel anything when my adoptive mother expired. I havenāt heard about my natal ma, yet, but though I got to know her and do miss her since she began to get ārigid,ā I probably wonāt shed any tears. (I didnāt get a real great hand full of cards in the mother deal.)
As one of the most sophisticated of my profs said,
"We feel what we feel. We may feel it consciously or unconsciously. If itās really there, it really is. If itās not, donāt worry about it. The only rules in the universe about what weāre supposed to feel are man-made."
I donāt cry either.
I donāt cry. Iāve always had hard to cry. I stopped crying when I got beaten as a kid. Crying did not help so I stopped it. I can count the times Iāve cried as an adult on my fingers. I remember one time after my son had a meltdown and had smashed up a wall of mirrors and hit me. I cried out of helplesness. I could not help my son with his explosive reaction on stress and I had a lot of sharp pieces to clean up.
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Ouch. Iāve seen that particular history in more than one sz pt. I had to learn to block my emotions out, as well. Mom was a borderlineā¦ and a rager.
Iām sorry you have gone through the same hell. Once, as a teenager, I had been drinking A LOT. Tried to kill myself with alcohol poisoning. I did not die, itās hard to do that if youāre used to drink every day. Instead I started crying. I cried all night. The teas would not end. I cried over my life and how much I wanted to die. But something happened. I changed my mind when I realized Iād not die that night. I would get revenge on my dad. Iād make me a good life and let him hate me even more.
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thats because u have great empathy so many so called normal people lack that .i am same i no longer cry for me but sometimes others,i have no problem standing up for someone if there right ,but for years was unable to stick up for myself i was a door mat.now i have no problem saying hey i am worth more.funny how people change with time
Anger is really useful if we put a steering wheel on it.
My third wife was horribly abused by her awful father (no less than Nazi co-founder Rudolph Hessās nephew was he). During her treatment, she got her mother to shoot a new photo of her estranged father. She took the photo to a printer and got 1000 copies of a poster that said, āThis is [name]. He incested his daughters and his grand daughters. He lives at [address]. His phone number is [number].ā She took the posters and a gun tacker to the town where he lived and put about 200 of them up on phone poles and fences before she wore herself out and drove back home.
Iām sad to hear some of you had bad experiences with your parents but Iād just like to say my Mum was a wonderful, kind person and I was just saying I canāt even cry in bereavement.
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