Being A Man
Many people on this planet think that being a man means that I am emotionally vapid, incapable of understanding myself or others. Devoid of love, joy, sadness, or freedom. That I don’t cry. This couldn’t be further from the truth.
Men know emotion just as deeply as our female sisters. We are simply trained never to demonstrate most of its glamour. We are expected to be nothing but dependable, stalwart lighthouses in a never-ending storm. Tears spell doom and frighten even our closest friends and family. From an early age we are called “cry-babies” and later “pussies” or “fags” while women are told that sharing their emotions with each other is key to their growth as individuals.
If only we men had that large a support group. I am incredibly jealous.
The comedian Bill Burr explains it well. He says that men die earlier than women due to the emotions that we have to bury deep within...
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