FB's It's a Girl Thing, Honey post cracks me up--it's so true for me. Sometimes, I just need to CRY even though my life is generally going pretty well.
It brings to mind one of the funniest times in my relationship with Peanut--I'd had a bad day at work, and I was probably PMSing, and I don't remember what else. We made it to his apartment and I went to take a shower and just lost it before the water even warmed up--I cried and cried and cried, so I turned off the water and the light and snuggled into the corner by the sink and just sobbed my little heart out. Peanut and his roommate were watching a movie or something, but eventually he came looking for me and was horrified to find my crying in the corner of the bathroom in the dark. He kept apologizing for being such a bad boyfriend, and didn't believe me that it really wasn't that big of a deal. I'd been sad and needed a cry, and a dark bathroom corner is a good place to do it, and I hadn't been sitting there wishing he'd come comfort me or fix anything. Actually, I don't think I ever convinced him that that's just something that happens sometimes.
So Peanut, if you're reading this, here's proof that I'm not totally spastic. And that crying in the corner of the bathroom in the dark is not all that unusual. :D