| onomatopoeic crying | Let out until there is no more air. | Hnnnnnn |
| Breathe in short and often in succession. The inhaling is very dominant compared to the exhalation is very dominant. | h…hn…hh…h…hn…hhh.. | |
| Want to get air but can’t manage a whole breaths, only small faltering mini breaths because you are so tense. | h-h-h-h.. chLLL!! | |
| A loop with sometimes longer and shorter pauses and in between a little burp, hiccup and longer hiccup. As if the body itself doesn’t know how to do it. | hnnnn, Hnnnnn h-h-h-hig | |
| When hyperwentilating | Hnhnhnhnhn | |
| When snot comes out | Roisch | |
| When many tears come out | Knknkn | |
| When it gets better in the end | Hn hn | |
| When you try to keep your mouth closed while crying | Mmmmfffmmm | |
| Sobbing silently | Huuu..Huu..huuhu… | |
| Inhale and exhale loudly, let everything out | a..aah… | |
| Screaming and sobbing | wah.. whuuuuuuh.. uuuuhh… aah…aahaaa… | |
| Becomes calmer and normal breathing again | mmmmhh.. mmh… mmh… | |
| really crying | Hfn,hf,hf…mfhnn…huh,hf,hf… | |
| crying in motherlanguage | Loin de mon être bruyant, mes larmes, elles, sont silencieuses, embarrassées, timides. Seuls des reniflements ponctuels peuvent les sortir de l’ombre ; elles ont toujours été comme ça : de nature discrète. | Far from my noisy being, my tears are silent, embarrassed, shy. Only occasional sniffles can bring them out of the shadows. from the shadows; they have always been like that: of a discreet nature. |
| Zähes Herzklopfen; harter Knoten im Hals, der langsam immer höher rutscht bis er kurz vor dem Gaumen stecken bleibt; Augenbrauen ziehen sich zusammen und bilden Falten auf der Stirn; Schweres Schlucken; Leichtes Beben; Wasser steigt in den Augen an bis die erste Träne über den Rand des Augenlieds rinnt, über die Wange und schließlich von meinem Kiefer tropft; härteres Beben das vom Bauch sich durch den Oberkörper bis zur Stirn ausbreitet; Tränen rinnen, fließen, werden kleine Sturzbäche auf einer Landschaft aus Haut und feinen Härchen; der Kloß schnürt stärker und stärker den Hals zu; das Gesicht läuft rot an, am rötesten die Augen; der Körper verspannt sich, verkrampft sich; tropf, tropf, tropf | Tough heart pounding; hard lump in the throat, which slowly slides higher and higher until it gets stuck just before the palate; Eyebrows draw together and form wrinkles on forehead; Hard swallowing; Slight tremor; Water rises in the eyes until the first tear trickles over the edge of the eyelid runs down my cheek and finally drips from my jaw; Harder tremor that spreads from my stomach through my upper body to my forehead; Tears trickle, flow, become little torrents on a landscape of skin and fine hairs; the lump tightens the throat more and more; the face turns red, the eyes the reddest; the body tenses up, cramps; drip, drip, drip | |
| It was happening in the depth of a crack in the ground and the sound of my weeping would impact the walls of this crevice. but as the sound was so loud, it was not noticeable that there was echo. My body feels alone in the vast crack in the ground and it is usually cold, like an uncomfortable icy stream of wind, that sometimes is encountered with expelling warmth of my body. | ||
| visial crying in language | in capital and small letters | |
| not crying | when crying is not the speciality | https://youtu.be/71ETJuU2jUI |
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