'06 to '07 was a crying year. I was sick the whole time from Africa, my hormones were so messed up I skipped most of my periods and my hair was even falling out, then my favourite cousin (same age) died and toward the end of the year another cousin was murdered at a high school party that got crashed and went terribly wrong...
I call these my "Fi development" years. I was deeply NF angsting almost daily. And I cried a lot. By "a lot" I mean probably 2-3 times a week heavily plus I could tear up at inconsequential things otherwise.
Now I cry about once every 4-5 months.
*You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body.
*Faith is the art of holding on to things your reason once accepted, despite your changing moods.
It's easier for me to cry about small things than large things.
Large things get my ass in gear. Small things pile up and turn into frustrating wrecks that you can't get any help with and have to be resolved and often turn needlessly complex and crush the soul with the pointlessness of dealing with all that because it's so damn trivial and yet at the same time so damn important!
Oh goodness, I understand exactly what you mean. Makes me just want to go dig a hole and hide in it so I don't have to deal with all the trivial things and formalities that seem to slip under my notice every time.
Back to the OP. Yes. I cry a lot, but never, ever in the presence of people I don't regard as close (if I can help it...sometimes I'm angry/frustrated enough that it happens anyway).
"I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
Some things bring tears to my eyes every now and then (well probably more than that) but it takes something pretty big to make me sob. I wish I cried more often (in the privacy of my room of course), it really gets those bottled up emotions out.
Happy colored marbles that are rolling in my head..." - Ween