I remember when I was very young, maybe 3 or 4 so this would’ve been like 1975-6?, sitting in the truck with my dad waiting for something. A song came on the radio, and I looked over and realized that my dad was crying. It was the only time I’ve ever seen my dad cry, but when I asked him he didn’t try to hide or deny it, he just said ‘You’ll understand one day.’ I listened to that song over and over again for years as I grew up, and slowly understanding dawned and it really made me value my relationship with him (and with everyone, really), and made me realize that it’s okay to feel stuff even if society tells you that ‘real men don’t cry’ or whatever.
I remember when I was very young, maybe 3 or 4 so this would’ve been like 1975-6?, sitting in the truck with my dad waiting for something. A song came on the radio, and I looked over and realized that my dad was crying. It was the only time I’ve ever seen my dad cry, but when I asked him he didn’t try to hide or deny it, he just said ‘You’ll understand one day.’ I listened to that song over and over again for years as I grew up, and slowly understanding dawned and it really made me value my relationship with him (and with everyone, really), and made me realize that it’s okay to feel stuff even if society tells you that ‘real men don’t cry’ or whatever.