The first time I cred at WDW was after Wishes when I was leaving MK for the last time before heading home from my first CP. After four months of being able to visit the parks whenever I wanted, it was surreal not knowing when I'd be back.
The second time was walking back to the bus stop at MK after saying good bye to my two best friends the night before I moved back to Wisconsin after a year and a half in Florida. I made it over 10 hours at MK, including Wishes without tears, but saying goodbye to them was so hard. I didn't even care that everybody on the bus was probably judging me.