When was the last time you cried?

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[TEH]

I was 6 months old and wanted milk.

 

[SunZoo]

On my birthday.

I usually don't care much about my birthday, I always downplay it, make it about my kids.

This year I was just feeling kind of aggitated and couldn't really hide it so I just kinda went off to myself for a while to meditate. While I was in that space a question came up that asked what would make me happy on my birthday? I'm grown so nothing really came to mind. So I go what would have made me happy as a kid?

What kinda toys did I like? What kinda party would I have wanted? It's hard to remember because I'm so disconnected from my childhood due to some of the things I experienced. But it dawned on me after a while that there wasn't any toy that could have made me happy. What I really wanted when I was a kid was my mother.

Also realized that I have spent most of my birthdays actively avoiding thinking about the person that actually gave birth to me. All of that coming together in that moment let loose a powerful, healing burst of emotion.

 

[XannyWarbucks]

4 years ago. Grandfather's funeral. Strongest man I ever knew, not strict, but somehow had everyone's respect. Never hit me once. Had to deal with everyone's bullshyt, and never once complained. The last time I spoke to him, he told me was to take care of everyone and not show resentment (I was complaining to him because nobody else wanted to visit outside my mom, myself and one of my other uncles) I was a mix of anger and emotion because I saw a bunch of cousins and uncles who didn't even bother to visit for him even though they knew he was sick. Went to my car and just broke down. I didn't attend the wake after or anything, went back to work and spent the night walking around the park he used to take me, and reminisced about him just watching me run around and play.

 

[RaspberryFitted]

Breh, are you me? lol. I grew up around a bunch of women so I used to think this way of thinking was normal for men too. Nope.

haha I’ve met plenty of dudes who share the same experiences. Had to unlearn the “feminine behavior” I saw AND was taught (you know that bullshyt advice ya moms or sisters give you about life and women then learn it won’t work for you) and move to the drum of my own beat.

 

[Rhyse]

I was just saying I haven’t cried in a while that was tied to something personal. I cry at movies but that doesn’t count. I’m overdue for an emotional release cry. With Covid, I’ve had to stay laser focused about keeping myself and my hard head ass college aged kids (one has had Covid twice, luckily no issues) healthy. I bought a house, got promoted, bought a car, and getting settled has had me in boss mode.

Hell at this point I think I can schedule a cry when my youngest leaves community college next month and goes to university. I’ll probably hop on a flight for a solo trip and release all the shyt that’s been building up. I’m a Pisces too so the fact that I haven’t cried in at least two years should have everybody walking on eggshells. Lol I also have noticed I’m not as emotional in my 40’s. Most shyt I just don’t care that much about. I say it is what it is and mind my business.

 

[Cereal_Bowl_Assassin]

I cry at least once a month for numerous reasons (sadness, gratefulness, missing people, etc..) I even have a couple songs that help me cry when I need to....I find it helpful

 

[Knuckles Red]

I think crying is one of the most genuine forms of human expression. It is an acknowledgment. It is a release. For me, at least, there is no ego involved. All of the elements of your life align at that very moment before the tears begin to guide themselves down the surface of your face. You might not even know why you’re crying, but the act, itself, is very cathartic. Crying is as important of a release as any other. So disappointing that this society pressures men into suppressing this very important human act.

 

[Illeye buckmatic]

2 days ago finding out my dad has to enter hospice care

 

[Yinny]

Recent death of a loved one. We laughed and he’s at peace.

 

[King Poetic]

2 days ago finding out my dad has to enter hospice care

pray for u brother

Buried my dad last Friday after 5 year battle with lung cancer.. but it wasn’t the lung cancer, he started getting dementia which did it

 

[Bud Bundy]

This morning I stubbed my toe.

 

[DonRe]

I think crying is one of the most genuine forms of human expression. It is an acknowledgment. It is a release. For me, at least, there is no ego involved. All of the elements of your life align at that very moment before the tears begin to guide themselves down the surface of your face. You might not even know why you’re crying, but the act, itself, is very cathartic. Crying is as important of a release as any other. So disappointing that this society pressures men into suppressing this very important human act.

its hard b. Even when i cried for a week seeing my grandfather with tubes going in him on a hospital bed, initially i held it in.

i would go into the bathroom at the hospital and let it all out but would feel like a bytch for letting it get to me. I would look at myself and think of how weak i looked.

which is terrible in every sense. Ego made it about me and not about the pain and sadness i had inside. And wouldnt even share it with my loved ones.

its cliche to say but i think its truly why men die before women. We just hold so much shyt in.

 

[KyokushinKarateMan]

OP wtf are YOU doing back @Knuckles Red

…better yet, who’s your alt you’ve been using all this time you’ve had this account in park?

 

[Knuckles Red]

its hard b. Even when i cried for a week seeing my grandfather with tubes going in him on a hospital bed, initially i held it in.

i would go into the bathroom at the hospital and let it all out but would feel like a bytch for letting it get to me. I would look at myself and think of how weak i looked.

which is terrible in every sense. Ego made it about me and not about the pain and sadness i had inside. And wouldnt even share it with my loved ones.

its cliche to say but i think its truly why men die before women. We just hold so much shyt in.

Even at our darkest moments, the pressure to “perform” masculinity is prioritized as the most crucial part of our existence. And for who? And for what? Its really sad.