On crying a lot

Lately I cry all the time. And by lately, I mean for the last five years or so, so don't go accusing me of being pregnant, internet.

Yesterday I watched SYTYCD and my eyes welled up probably seven times. I've been reading Pres. Monson's biography, To the Rescue and I get choked up about every other paragraph. I even got all emotional watching 30 Rock the other day (I think Jack and Liz were having a moment, maybe?). Sometimes I'll be sitting in class, or walking to class, or in the car with David, and I'll think about how great it all is and then, tears.

It's ironic, because up until I was 18, I had cried maybe three times (this does not include pain-induced cries, which includes heartbreak). I recall my mother calling me "heartless" on many occasions for this (usually during/after movies in which she was sobbing). And then I went off to college and became whale-like in my blubber-iness.

But it's never been as bad as the last few months. And I just want to know why the crap this is. If someone else were having this problem and asked me what was going on, I would probably tell them it had something to do with their sweetness, their tender spirit. But I can't tell myself that because I'm very well aware that I'm pretty much the worst. So what gives? And when I really am pregnant, am I going to drown?