For years and years, I hated crying. That’s extremely unfortunate because I’m an angry crier with a short temper. Every time I am mad, I go red in the face trying not to cry. Then I would cry anyway. I feel mortified when I cry . It is an admission of weakness, isn’t it? Strong people don’t cry! Crying men are considered weak but I’m a girl. I’m allowed to cry!
I have such deep admiration for men who admit to crying. Our society has stereotypes that we’re expected to fit. It doesn’t matter that the stereotypes are quite ridiculous. Girls aren’t automatically neat and tidy because they’re girls. They aren’t born knowing how to cook. Girls don’t like dressing up just because they’re girls.
Does she look like she wants to clean her room, or yours? Pic via
So why would boys be born with an aversion to tears?
Anybody who has known little boys know that they aren’t born knowing that crying men are somehow considered to be weak. When they feel pain, they cry. When they need comfort, they turn to those who can give it. Seeking help, expressing emotions, admitting to being unable to do something – none of these things are a problem for these children.
If Dean Winchester can cry, so can you! Pic via
Code of Conduct for Men
But soon, far too soon, they’re told to act like little men. The way they interact with women is supposed to be different. How they act is supposed to be different. What they like – everything has to change to fit in with the stereotype.
And so, we end up with generation after generation of men who are told that to crying men are weak and to be weak is to not being manly. It’s drilled into them that admission of weakness of any kind, erodes their masculinity in some way. Men who don’t conform to that stereotype are mocked.
When they dont cry
Many who do outwardly conform to that stereotype are stifled and angry. They take that anger out on somebody else, somebody weaker. Or at least, somebody who has been told that they are supposed to be weaker.
My respect for the Crying Men
That is why I have the greatest respect and admiration for crying men. Or for men who like shopping, who like the colour pink and will have strawberry daiquiris without a qualm. I have utmost respect for men who like chick flicks and spending time in the kitchen.
Look, even Sherlock cries. Case closed. Pic via
It takes courage to be a man who cries but this kind of courage is not rewarded in the society. So what even if legendary player like Roger Federer has no qualms crying after losing a match. The society will always look down on crying men. I wish to remind everyone that it takes courage to admit the true emotions one is going through. For how else can you find solace for what you are dealing with. If you ignore the needs of your heart they will loom so huge that it will paralyse you.
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