Some days are sad days. Days where it’s a little harder to get out of bed. Maybe it’s because you’re dreading going to school, maybe you’re scared about the state of the world, maybe you just remembered Alan Rickman is dead. Maybe you’re just feeling a little, well… weepy.

We totally get those days. Hell, we started Weepy Girls’ Corner for those days. The days when all you want to do is crawl under your duvet with a box of Kleenex, a jar of Nutella and a Pinterest board of unlikely animal friendships.

And sometimes, crying along with a favourite song – whether a massive, snotty, gulping-breaths kind of cry or a silent, staring-out-the-window-like-a-tragic-heroine kind of cry – is the very best medicine there is. So if you’re having a Weepy Day today, here are some of our favourite songs to weep along to.

Go on, get it all out.

First Day of My Life – Bright Eyes 

“I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I don’t care, I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”

We’re crying because: LOVE IS SO BEAUTIFUL, Y’ALL

All Too Well –  Taylor Swift

“You tell me ’bout your past, thinking your future was me.”

We’re crying because: sometimes you wish you didn’t remember everything so clearly.

Mississippi Goddam – Nina Simone 

“All I want is equality
For my sister my brother my people and me”

We’re crying because: this beautifully angry song about race is still relevant, in 2017.

Beautiful – Christina Aguleria

“I am beautiful
No matter what they say
Words can’t bring me down”

We’re crying because: beauty is about how you feel on the inside.

When Somebody Loved Me – Jessie, Toy Story 2 

“Through the summer and the fall
We had each other that was all”

We’re crying because: we miss our childhood toys. That Furby deserved better.

Colourblind – Counting Crows

“I am ready
I am… fine”

We’re crying because: We’ve all said we’re fine when we aren’t.

Say Something – A Great Big World, Christina Aguileria 

“Anywhere, I would’ve followed you
Say something, I’m giving up on you”

We’re crying because: caring about someone who doesn’t treat you right is exhausting.

Angel – Jack Johnson 

“But you’re so busy changing the world
Just one smile can change all of mine”

We’re crying because: love makes people into idiots. Really happy idiots.

Not about Angels – Birdy 

Found something real that’s out of touch
But if you’d searched the whole wide world
Ho oh oh would you dare to let it go?

We’re crying because: life is so unfair.

The Stars of Track and Field – Belle and Sebastian

“Could I write a piece about you now that you’ve made it?
About the hours spent, the emptiness in your training”

We’re crying because: some people

Hurt – Johny Cash

“What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end”

We’re crying because: sometimes life is properly painful. 

Fix You – Coldplay

“When the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can’t replace”

We’re crying because: I mean, seriously, who isn’t crying at this point.

Delicate – Damien Rice

“So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you’ve borrowed
From the only place you’ve know”

We’re crying because: it’s ok to want to keep things to yourself, alright? SHUT UP.

All By Myself – Cèline Dion

“I think of all the friends I’ve known
But when I dial the telephone
Nobody’s home”

We’re crying because: sometimes we all feel Bridget Jones-level lonely.

Literally any song – Adele

And if you’ve still got some tears left? We all know who to call.

We’re crying because: Oh, who even knows anymore.

Sending loads of hugs your way, guys. And fetch a spoon for that Nutella.

I’m not a crier. I mean, sure I cry, I’m not a complete robot. But I’m not one of those people who cries every day. I probably cry, on average, once every two to three weeks.

I’m quite a specific crier: I don’t cry from pain, I don’t cry in movies that I’m supposed to (honestly, I’ve remained resolutely dry-eyed in The Notebook like, 10 times but I did openly weep in Cinderella) and I absolutely loathe crying in front of people.

Because of this, I’m quite good at delaying my crying. I know from experience that I can feel a cry coming on, sit in the tube for half an hour, walk the twenty minutes home, open the front door, shout hello to my housemates, scramble upstairs and the minute I cross over the threshold into my room – that’s when the tears will come.

This tactic means that I can generally stave off my tears until I’m in one of my trusty crying places:

In the shower

This is a practical option because a) no one can hear me, b) I don’t have to wash my face afterwards and c) for some reason, when I cry, I sweat a lot too. It’s like my sweat glands feel left out and want to get in on the action, so in addition to being snotty and teary, I also have the added benefit of looking like I’ve just been on a harder than average jog. The shower fixes all that in one.

In the bath

The reasons are all the same, but the bath has the added benefit of bubbles and candles and a John Mayer album if I want a nice romantic cry.

In my bed

Once every six months, when I can’t fall asleep I will let my imagination roam so far into the deep recesses of my brain that I will imagine how it would feel if someone in my family died. I know it’s morbid, but if I let my mind wander at night without any leash, this is where it ends up. The crying makes my eyes sleepy and the next day I’m always extra nice to my family. So, I guess that’s a silver lining?

To my dog, Bella

Bella is a 13-year-old border collie who has gone grey around her nose and her muzzle. She has arthritis so she can’t jump up on my bed like she used to, but I don’t mind sitting on the floor to talk to her because she’s still the best listener in the world. Bellsie is the most loyal of dogs, who only gets mildly annoyed when I throw my arms around her and tell her how much I love her.

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(This is Bella)

In the cinema

As previously mentioned, I don’t like crying in front of people, but I don’t mind crying near them so long as we are in a completely dark room and no one is looking at me. I cry in films all the time, sometimes for reasons I can’t explain. I am an expert at the discreet eye-dab, the subtle wiping of nose on the sleeve, the silent sort of weeping where your eyes just won’t stop leaking. Plus, the cinema always involves excellent snacks, so they’ll cheer you right up.

On the floor

I once knew a girl that would only talk about her feelings if she was sitting under the dining room table. This is kind of how I feel about crying. In my opinion, crying is best done on the floor, where you can wail and weep and be in the foetal position or child’s pose (the two best crying positions) in a matter of milliseconds.

To my mum

My mum is the only person in the world who has the ability to make me burst into tears by just saying ‘Hi darling, how are you?’ I am a terrible liar. I can’t lie to my dentist about how often I floss or even to street fundraisers (once I ended up actually cancelling my credit card rather than just coming up with a reason why I couldn’t donate to Greenpeace). But I especially can’t lie to my mum. She smells my lies. I’m be part way through saying, ‘Oh, things are fi-” and my voice will wobble involuntarily and before I know it I am sitting on the floor blubbering.

There’s absolutely nothing wrong with have a good cry, and anyone who tells you otherwise is either a liar or has never seen any of the John Lewis Christmas ads. Embrace your cry.

After all, it’s what Weepy Girls’ Corner was made for.  

Image: Manjit Thapp