Crying at YouTube videos, plrease rescue me

Sometimes I just don't know what is happening to me, if I didn't check to see whether my bollocks were still there I'd of thought I just changed into a woman. Such is the power of watching emotional moments on youtube videos.  This entire morning has been a drag and now it is a disaster as streams of tears flow from my eyes, I just can't do it anymore, I have to close down youtube and get out of this environment. For listed down the side of suggested vids is one after the other of tear jerkers.

It all began with watching a video about a mum talking to Dr Phil and confronting the parents of the teenager who had bullied her daughter. This was a bit odd in some ways for even the bully's parents considered the whole thing joke. Perhaps Dr Phil was not the right place for any of them to be. The next video was of a young lad who got bullied at school he was a large fat kid, and the bully was smaller, skinnier and insistent of trying to punch the fat kid in the face. He just kept on doing it, while someone was clearly recording the incident, probably to use it as a viral internet bullying record.  The fat kid had enough he just picked up the skinny little one then threw him on the floor.  That was all. The skinny runt was dazed and got up but stopped hitting him. I had seen a video a little like this before when the Gracie family got involved. They invented Brazilian jujitsu (BJJ). They in turn offered the victim free classes in jujitsu, which I thought was very good of them.  One of the things I'd love to learn would be BJJ.  But the real tear jerker was saved for last. It was of a couple going to a dog rescue centre in America. They were going to take in a bitch who just gave birth to 5 puppies.  On the way they saw a small dog tied to a fence, sitting in it's own urine and faeces. They unchanged it and decided to keep it. Apparently it costs $25 to hand if your dog to the rescue centre so it's common for them to be tied up not far away in the knowledge at some time they will get rescued.  They just can't afford it.  The couple went to the centre and there they got into conversation with a member of staff and found they were talking about different dogs and puppies.  In an ironic twist of fate they took in two sets of bitches and two sets of puppies.  In all they ended up with 15 dogs. I thought they had actually given the chance of life to all these dogs which would of been exterminated otherwise. I can't consider how desperate people must be to give up their own family pets. It seems to me looking after dependent house pets is a bit like looking after people who are elderly or sick. It is a moral issue, one which should be done because it is human. Yet, in America with they have the world's worse health care system. So privatised and corrupt it is nothing more than a machine for making money to shareholders. Although Obama might of tried to do something about it, it's a fully broken system.  I know for sure the health system in Cuba is a million times better. It's socialist and it's free.  The very last video I watched was of returning armed forces personnel who had surprised their families.  In one video while a family photo was being taken a marine stepped into it behind the grouping. A woman then looked at him and realised he was her son.  In another video the camera person was in the sea, talking to two smaller girls and a woman. They asked what they will do when their dad/husband turned up. The girls said they would tell him they love him and always would, the wife said she would say "come here I want your body."  Then in the back ground you see the water disturbed as someone is swimming close to the surface towards the small group.  Only to stand up in full frog gear.  It's the husband/dad. He says "Mrs S, I'm Mr S and reporting for duty. "  I cried and cried.

I blame it on the rain.  If it wasn't raining I'd of gone out on a long walk and then returned after another long walk.  I spoke to Sparkling Eyes and she was indoors as well, apparently it was raining in Scotland as well as London.  Sounds like we both need rescuing.

Sometimes you just have to cry

I don't know why it is but out of nowhere I am suddenly entrenched in emotions.  Not particularly happy ones either, it's listening to sad songs which does it.  Yet, I like those songs, they are good.  Funny though the other day as I was walking from the station to the Fish Factory I kept having a song go round and round in my head and I was enjoying it as well. It was from the Sound of Music. Bloody ell. What is happening to me?  The normal reaction of most men to songs from musicals is to vomit, I did say most. It is a cardinal rule unspoken amongst men, but it goes like this.  If there is a musical on TV, turn it over, if you can't walk out of the room and do something more interesting, such as playing with an electric drill, a saw, a wrench, or immerse yourself in hard man literature.  Some would say this includes sport, most would gravitate to football, but personally I don't find either of these options stimulating and on a similar par to listening to a musical.  Yet, there I was walking up the road, bloody tune going around in my head and on the point of singing it. Which would of been possible as there wasn't many people around and it was very windy.  The wind has a noise to it which would cover any vocals.  Where the hell did this music come from? I sure don't know, it was almost like it had been implanted into my head and it included an attitude of liking it as well. I really don't know what is happening to me.

So this evening catching up on some Youtube music videos, and venturing to listen to an artist I hadn't come across before I enjoyed the songs and felt weepy.  Could this be symptomatic of something else I ask myself. I know it is a fact, no matter man or woman sometimes you just have to cry.  Because crying is the only thing which will release all those chemicals in your blood stream which have to come out through the tear ducts, this I am sure is a scientific fact.  I read it somewhere, though if pushed to quote the source I wouldn't be able to say. It then become a matter of literally going with the flow, letting it all out, although probably not in a loud sobbing like manner because this would draw way too much attention. A man crying is bad enough but to do it with people taking concern or paying attention isn't the done thing. Not when there isn't any particular reason, just the old tear ducts getting a bit over full and needing an empty. It's a physical need, just like going to the toilet.  Yes, once in a while it is good for you.  Let the floods flow forth from your eyes because you need it. At this point it is good to disguise the crying urge by watching some soppy film and pretending it was on TV and you couldn't be half arsed to turn the channel over.  There must be men who have done this before but obviously don't stick the hand up and shout it out. The thing is having a good weep is not a thing the average man likes to draw attention to if they can help it.  Being a Fanny as they say in Scotland is one good reason for not doing it. It's OK to be called a Fanny for something else, but not because you been shedding a tear to a track you like on the radio.  Which is another reason why men always prefer to show they like rock music or stuff which is heavy.  You can't cry if your doing a bit of head banging, because the two just don't go together, not at the same time anyway.

It's been a couple of hours now and it is all out of my system.  When I think about why it is I understand the reasons. It's because I wanted to skype Rock Chick and see Princess J, but the bloody thing wasn't working so I just gave up on it. There is something about the Skype software I haven't liked ever since I loaded the program on my laptop.  Lets just say it's a piece of crap in my opinion and msn messenger was better.  Anyway back to the action packed movie I was about to watch, and hopefully a few testosterone hormones to come with it.