It is when we cry that we dumbfucks are hit with the fact that something is inherently wrong. Not the tears coming from a direct, abrupt cause like your lover breaking up with you or being fired from your jobs, in those cases the problems are clear. It's the kind of crying that seemingly comes from nowhere, or perhaps a nowhere inside your head. On a Friday evening, I found myself in bed instead of my working desk, laying with foggy thoughts and a troubled mood. I started crying out of the blue.
The fact that it was a joke from my girlfriend that tipped me off into this melancholic state is unimportant. Whatever the cause your temporary sorrows stemmed from, it is simply the last straw, a wake up call if you will, of your deserted inner self. I cried that day, not because of my girlfriend's playful comment about my masculinity, but rather, because I was not being content and thoughtful regarding that myself. I was, in its truest sense, simply being reminded.
Despite advance technology and social networks and Elon Musk and all that, the world and its young inhabitants feel ever more so lonely, alienated, depressed and unloved. The unwanted affect from the ability to quickly communicate and share information is that we ironically forget about our own problems and distress. It is so easy nowadays, to play music in the background, watch Netfl*x on the couch while dozing off, and chat with others to kill time. Anything to distract you from the fact that you're physically alone, anything that can muffle the deafening silence, or fool your consciousness into thinking that this is not the time. You know you'd do anything no matter how stupid or meaningless to avoid facing your own mind, your own inner self. Scrolling aimlessly through the newsfeed at 3am, you constantly refreshes your Fac*book every few seconds hoping to find something new, as the green light next to your "friends' " icon slowly disappear into nothingness. Insomnia itself is the ultimate punishment from your neglected thoughts and emotions you were either too afraid or busy to deal with.
Basically, by using retarded things to distract you from yourself, your problems are forgotten only to come back and hit the dab on you 10 times harder.