Those Truly, Madly, Deeply Moments

Published August 6, 2013 by iftheshoefits

I have 3 general moods:

  1. Happy go lucky
  2. Bit out of sorts
  3. Truly, madly, deeply weepy

Number 3 is my code red.  It usually only comes on during a particular moving film; the first incident occurred after watching “Truly Madly Deeply” with Mr ShoeThatAlwaysFits.  We hadn’t been dating for very long, and he had only experienced the normal aspects of my personality, along with my over-tired giggly self.  We both love movies and he thought a bit of a romantic weepy was in order after a stint of more serious-minded films.  Bless him – he knew not what he did.

I loved the film itself, but I was in such a state of teary-eyed despair, that Mr ShoeThatAlwaysFits was seriously worried that I was going to dehydrate,  He was prepared for me to cry a bit – and cry I did, for hours and hours.  I was inconsolable, I couldn’t stop – that film was just too heartbreaking and I’m a true romantic – love literally does conquer all for me.

He did eventually realise that I was indeed a stable and rational being, but that when I feel something deeply, I have to let it run its course.  We choose films more carefully these days.

I had another of those experiences last night watching “A Late Quartet”.  Again, I really loved the film, but I felt it a bit too much, especially two thirds into a bottle of red wine.  Mere tissues could not cope with the amount of water pouring out of me, drastic measures were required, my fleecy throw had the soft texture required and was also super-absorbent .  Definitely not a pretty sight, but nearly twenty years on, my Mr ShoeThatAlwaysFits is now used to those little moments of madness.

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