The term is Dacryphilia and it applies to being turned on or aroused by tears. Tears for me are more than just a turn on it is like a gift of their vulnarbility and trust.
I’m not talking about tears that come because I’ve reached a physical pain threshold, but a true emotional one.
The reason is that tears are never shed, in my mind, without something significant being stimulated. When any of my partners cries with me it brings out the most protective side of me. It also is an indication that I am someone of worth to them that they give themselves ungarded and true.
I hate crying and really don’t do if often at all. I actively avoid watching/reading things that I know are likely to make me cry.
If I do cry, it’s usually when I’m alone and nobody else would ever know (probably not the healthiest practice but )
If I see someone I care about crying, I go into ‘how can I fix it’ mode, needing to ‘do’ something to help.
I do love tears of laughter though
I get the whole trust and vulnerability thing, and it’s amazing if you can have that connection with someone I just personally have trust issues and it takes a hell of a lot for me to be vulnerable in front of anyone.
No they dont do anything for me i dont like crying and hate to see anyone else cry as it sets me off. I do remember once, actually twice, when i was laughing so hard i was crying. One was an Elvis impersonator who was so bad it was laughable i just could not stop myself (he was the one that was shot and killed by his wife after she found him in bed with another woman). The other i was on holiday on an organised trip to a greek tavern and they take pictures when you arrive. Later in the evening you can buy them if you want. I saw mine and just started laughing, it was the look of surprise on my face. I had tears running down my face and my husband really thought i was crying because my photos looked bad, it took me a while to convince him that i was not upset. We bought the pictures and every time i look at them i start laughing.
Oh @Tenshadesandme i do a bit of the nibbling when giving a bj.
We have some great photos lying around. There’s one of me talking and laughing with my family but my Mum snapped me at the wrong moment and instead of looking happy I look like I’m giving some know-all speech while completely off my face on alcohol. There’s also one my Dad took where he stood with his back to the wind but nobody considered what that would do to Mum’s and my hair, so we both have stuck-up fringes in the photo like we used too much hair gel. That photo is affectionately known as “windy.jpg”.
I don’t nibble while giving a bj because hubby doesn’t like it but he’s used to getting bitten anywhere else, because it’s important to mark your property
It’s interesting that people see crying as a negative thing. The admission that only close friends are privey to tears or crying is the point for me.
The tears that I find sexy or in particular cases a turn are when they are shed from a cathartic experince. A moment where emotions are being re-claimed and there is a release of something negative.
An example for me is when I’ve given someone a theraputic spanking. If tears are an end reult for that person, I know the only way they got themselves there was because they felt safe and they trusted me enough to show that side of themselves and that i feel complmented by. which I do find attractive.
I don’t usually cry from spanking but flogging? Hell yeah that’s almost a given. Sometimes I don’t even know why I’m crying, sometimes it’s just all of the stress and tension from running my own business and worrying about how it’s performing finally coming out.
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I just personally have trust issues and it takes a hell of a lot for me to be vulnerable in front of anyone.
