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It’s been drummed into me that big men don’t cry. No. Scratch the “big”, they say “men  don’t cry”. I have always wondered why they say that. Apparently it’s supposed to show your bravado.

But I have grown up with hurts of different kinds. Hurts from falling. Hurts from others saying nasty things about me like how I was a fat kid (believe it or  not). Hurts from comments made about my family. Hurts from the death of those close to me.

Apparently, those who say “don’t cry, be a man” seem to think that at a certain age, you are supposed to suspend your aching need to cry…no matter how bad it hurts. Come on, I have seen the tough guys, they do cry.

So where did this thing of men not crying come from? What does crying have to do with being a man or not?

It is on record that when you bottle in that emotion that is released by crying, you develop serious problems form insomnia, hypertension to stress and everything in between.

When a friend recently passed on, I had to leave a meeting, go outside and vent it off. Yep. Did it right in the car park. Then an amazing thing happened. A fellow man came out of the meeting, didn’t say anything at all, he just put his arm around me and let me go at it.

At least there are two of us who don’t think it is sissy to cry. It’s okay to cry, as a man.

Like a friend said “then what are the tear ducts for in men?”

Something needs to happen to this idea that men don’t cry…