I never cry. Bear in mind, I never cry. Can't remember the last time I had a good howl. But last Sunday there was a small electrical problem in my house which was easily sorted by my son after I phoned him for help. However, it frightened me out of all proportion for some reason and I horrified him by bursting into tears and being unable to stop. Huge great tears and sobs just completely overwhelmed me. Even after I calmed down and my son went home I still had more tears left and for the rest of the day I just let it happen. I blubbed on and off all day. A neighbour happened to call on me later and I cried all over her too.
How stupid is that!
Have any of you experienced anything like this?
P.S.- I'm alright now. In fact, I'm feeling better than I have for ages.
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