Sometimes I have to remind myself that crying doesn't make me any less.
Crying doesn't mean I have "lost."
Crying doesn't mean I am weak.
If I cry after doing something hard, that doesn't mean it was any less of an accomplishment. I can do hard things, and the hard thing was still done even if it made me cry.
I may have cried today. But that's because today was one hell of a day. And I am one amazing person who can do hard things.