Yeah, technically this should be a place of triumph, but what they didn’t show when Rocky reached the top of the steps was the four-hour cry that followed. Whether you stay at the bottom or challenge your quads through the burn to the summit, there’s still a part of you that wonders if this was the best use of your time. No one will blame you if you take a teary-eyed selfie here.

Who knew sitting next to a pile of dirty napkins and crumpled newspapers could be this exciting? The closer you sit to the front of the car, the less likely you are to see anyone you know. Also, the window seat is ideal for prime city landscape views while your tears effectively clean the dirty panes just like every sad travel montage from your favorite rom com.

Deep within the canals of one of the country’s most famous culinary delights are nooks and crannies perfect for a cry. Boasting over 70 merchants from bakeries to Thai cuisine, Reading Terminal Market is where your hanger comes to die, or your indecision brings you to tears. Regardless of your locale within the market, there’s a deli counter, line or horde of tourists to mask your sobs. Afterwards, there’s always binge-eating whatever foodstuffs get you going—donuts, a killer smoothie, rotisserie chicken, and more.

Spread over nine acres in West Philly, Clark Park holds summer movie nights and theatrical performances so no one will really mind that you’re alone on a blanket sobbing. The cries are scenic during the day, too! With wide open fields and plenty of shaded areas, you can kill two birds with one stone and enjoy nature while confronting your demons. For a quick tissue, pop into the coffee shops and restaurants along Baltimore Avenue and ask for a handful of napkins.

The southernmost part of the city provides a calming view of the Delaware and, if you look hard enough, New Jersey. Wander to where the ferry used to dock, transporting workers to and from the naval shipyard, for a serene cry, letting the riverfront breeze cleanse your mind and soul. Hang there for any period of time and you’ll be treated to a good view of planes overhead making their descent to the airport.

Stand in the compass in the center of the courtyard because nothing screams “My life has direction!” like a person crying on a painted compass. The foot traffic passing through brings people of all backgrounds who will keep their heads down as you search for meaning. Given City Hall’s proximity to many Center City offices, this space is good for lunch break sobs. Your next epiphany could happen here.

After a long day, you have more in common with "The Thinker" statue than you do with your own family. Embrace the sculpture's pose and watch the tears fall to the ground. The serenity of the gardens with its central reflecting pool and lush shrubs is sure to bring inner peace when everything else feels too chaotic to function.

So it’s been a long day and you want to head home. This station—formerly known as Market East—is a good place to let it all out. Who hasn’t had a sub-par night, or even just a sub-par hoagie, and cried in this vibrant colored station? Cry here, let it all go, ignore the tourists, and head home for a good rest (and hopefully a better hoagie tomorrow).