Emotion.
A basic, necessary feature of every human being's life.
"What a blessing it is that you are so expressively emotional", they used to tell me in my youth.
"When you love, you do it with all your heart, when you smile, you smile most sincerely, and when you cry, we know that you are really sad".
And when I'm angry, when I'm furious, when I'm afraid? Did the aunts and grandmothers then know what my young heart was going through in all those moments of strong emotions?
How many obstacles did I have to jump over in order to overcome the fears that are more expressive because of those emotions. How many times have I had to repeat the start of some actions, due to excessive worries and expectations of a perfect outcome in uncertain situations.
OK, maybe that emotion did me good when I increased my attention to some details, when I discovered new horizons, when I got closer to the people around me.
With a strong emotion, I got everything to the max.
I felt emotions differently than my peers. Whether it was joy or sadness, the reaction was more intense and lasted longer.
Maybe that was the reason for my frequent emotional outbursts, most often tears in my eyes when I was hurt or angry as a child...
What followed in my growing up years was the building of emotional intelligence.
I learned how to recognize the situations in which my emotions begin their ascent to the maximum.
How to regulate, control and redirect them.
I am very good at understanding the emotions of others, and this helps me to understand their needs, will and their plans... But there is still room for improvement, because I will perfect my emotional intelligence while I am alive.
By recognizing the situations where my emotions "take flight", I learned the great "five second" rule.
Stop for a moment, take a breath, empty your head of all the thoughts that have arisen in the moment, ignore the anger and frustration and redirect your attention to the first challenge. Those five seconds will often give the other party space to speak, and listening is one of the most valuable tools of quality communication.
But well, that's not the topic of this post, the direction I'm headed now.
The question was of a personal nature:
What makes you laugh and what makes you cry?
In order to write here: Everything and anything, I had to give an introduction like this.
So that whoever reads what I write below, could understand and realize that I am not actually a spoiled, crying girl, but just an overly emotional being.
Everything makes me cry. The sad story of a movie, the words of a song, even the sound of a violin in a composition. This is especially true for music when I drink a little too much, so I remember some sad situations from the past.
It makes me cry when I see someone else's sadness, someone else's pain and suffering. When I see the suffering of people thousands of kilometers from me, in floods, earthquakes, wars or from famine or some epidemics.
I cry when I lose someone close to me (whether they pass away or we cut off contact due to some disagreement), but I also cry at the funeral of a colleague I didn't know personally, when I feel the sadness of his loved ones.
I cry when I feel powerless due to the illness of a close person, and with those tears sometimes comes a feeling of anger.
I cry when I think about how I am no longer loved, but also when I think about how much I am loved.

I break down into tears, tears running down my smiling face.
I cry sometimes when I see the emotion of other people, who are crying, either from a feeling of sadness or great happiness.
I cry sometimes and at times when I can't stop laughing.
Tears came to my eyes yesterday when I came across a recording of Maya Giote's performance in Britain's Got Talent.
While listening to Maya's wonderful performance, I wiped away a tear, as did her father who was in the audience and was overcome by emotions, joy, pride, happiness... Track Listen, by Beyoncé
The same emotions were evoked by the performance of tracks by the young Croat Roko Blazevic, who appeared in the competition at the age of 15. He sang many songs, and I especially liked one Je T'aime by Lisa Fabian
And all the time competing in various shows of these two young people from the republics of the former Yugoslavia, Dzejla Ramovic and Mirza Selimovic, following their progress, I enjoyed, laughed and cried while they performed some fantastic numbers with their beautiful voices.
I'm sharing these three tracks in #saturdayselections and of course, it brings tears to my eyes again 🙂
Apart from laughing in beautiful, happy moments, what I love most is that silly infectious laughter without any reason, when I'm with my friends, because once we start laughing, sometimes we can't stop. Sometimes I start laughing only when I hear someone else laughing, it's that infectious laugh.
And sometimes I laugh at some stupid things from the Internet.
Small children, dogs and cats, various pranks... I watched some clips yesterday, I started laughing, but I didn't cry because of laughter, but because of coughing, which followed ten minutes of laughter.
And with laughter, there are tears in my eyes, only that the reason is much more beautiful than the moments of sadness that cause them in my eyes.
Emotions, a fucked up thing, but who is a person without them.
An android :)
I believe that emotion programs will also be inserted into AI, the only question is whether AI will ever be able to recognize the emotions of the interlocutor?
If and when that happens, we will be in real trouble. Then manipulation can occur.
For me it's probably not everything but sure, a good number of things make me cry. I remember crying while watching a movie due to how emotional it was and my big sis right beside me told me I was crying over actors who had received their cashes for their acting, lol 😂.
Oh yes, a moment with my friends and we find ourselves laughing over literally everything. I also have this friend whose laugh magnets the laughs of every other person in the room.
While I was writing this story, a domestic series was playing on TV.
The scene - the main actor, should take his daughter to the altar at the wedding and give her to the groom.
His impression, appearance and facial redness (OK, maybe the tears are fake), incredible.
Even if he was paid, he expressed that emotion fantastically. So strong that my eyes watered.
Sometimes I can't control my anger or rage, and I usually end up doing stupid things :(

They say that one can learn how to control the emotions that lead to anger.
As a small child, I couldn't do that, so tears were a frequent companion of scenes in which I was angry, but now it's a little different, I manage to control myself.
Sometimes it hits high pressure, but at least they don't see that ugly look on my face 😁