I’m a crier. It’s just who I am. I cry when I’m happy. I cry when I’m sad. And I cry when I’m feeling bad that I’m not crying. It’s weird and it doesn’t make sense, but it is what it is. Most girls just really fucking love to cry. On the flip side, however, men seem to hate crying. More than that, they seem to be allergic to it. They’d rather get an ulcer from bottling up their emotions (don’t know if that’s how ulcers work) than shed a tear when the dog dies in a movie. So when it all comes down to it, do guys actually cry?
According to Reddit, they do. But it’s so rare that they know exactly what sets them off. As opposed to us who literally have no idea why we’re crying a good 99 percent of the time. Naturally, when a thread on the website told the secrets of what made men cry, I had to read it. Guys from all over confessed to what made them emotional, and it might just be the secret to understanding these penis-clad humans.
- Whenever my wife cries. It always has an effect on me, and I don’t want her to have to cry alone. It’s really sad for me.
- Seeing my dad cry. Seeing your dad cry is one of the saddest things ever.
- Only saw my dad cry once when he confessed to me that he had been having an affair by my mom’s back. He broke down when he saw my reaction and he tried to assure me that it wasn’t my fault in anyway and that he was so proud of everything I’d accomplished.
- A few Christmases ago my boyfriend’s dad re-proposed to my boyfriend’s mom. They’d been married a good 17 years already, but his dad is still absolutely in love with her. Basically what happened was they were celebrating Christmas… and his dad spontaneously dropped down his knee, popped the ring, and asked “Will you stay married to me?” Cue Mom freaking out and crying, flustered “oh my god oh my god” sobs “yes I’ll stay married to you!” Apparently his dad was actually pretty tearful. I get warm fuzzies thinking about it. Totally out of character for them, so it’s extra special.
- Previously, nothing. I honestly am just a super detached, super jaded person. Now? My daughter. For me, having my daughter has wrecked my whole shit emotionally. I just look at her and think about all the terrible garbage out there that she will have to go through, and I cry. When I come home, she yells “DADA!” And runs over to me and SMACKS into my chest with a big bear hug. I cry. At night when she is tired, she walks over to me, throws her arms up and says “up pleeez, up pleeez” then she points to the couch, and we cuddle while we listen to music. And I cry. I’m telling you, having a daughter has made me the biggest baby ever.
- This was gonna be my answer almost word for word. Having a daughter made/makes me emotional in the best yet unmanliest way. No ragrets.
- Having kids in general. I get the same way about my son for absolutely no reason. I want to go pick him up and give him a hug right now but he just fell asleep.
(Response) I want to do this with my daughter, but she is 26 and it breaks my heart that I can’t shield her from life.
- When I proposed to my now fiancé, I cried like a baby. She was in shock so much she didn’t cry till later that day. I had all this stuff I wanted to say but all I could get out before the tears was “I love you, will you marry me?”
- When Forest Gump asks if his son is like him.
- I dreamed I was with my girlfriend who had died months earlier (in real life) I knew she was dead and that it wasn’t real, that it was just a memory of her, but I tried as hard as I could to stay in that moment as long as possible, to hold her for as long as I could.You can be damn sure I cried when I woke up.
- Cruelty combined with unfairness.
- Almost any father/son scene. My father passed away when I was young and I get lost in my mind a lot.
- The scene in Interstellar when they come back from Water World and Coop watches all of the video messages waiting for him.
- The fact that the person I’ve loved the most in my life abandoned me for someone else.
- When I see a lonely old person enjoying something simple. It’s like, they’ve lived for decades, maybe they’re widowed and have no one close to them and not that much money, and they take pleasure in something simple that’s a luxury to them. I don’t know why, but it makes me a little sad in a kind sympathetic way and I hope nothing ruins those moments of enjoyment.
- When my grandma passed away, I was crying for days on end. I was closer to her than I was with my mom, and she basically raised me and made me the man I am today. Every time I think of her, I hold back tears. Fuck the connotation of being a man
- That episode of Fresh Prince…you know the one.
- When the dog dies in a movie. Never really upset about the people, but man, dogs dying just really tears me apart.
- When Simba finds Mufasa.
- Kids seeing their dads after deployment. Every. Time. No exceptions.
- That as well as the Bing Bong scene in Inside Out. The “Take her to moon for me, Okay?” scene made me cry so hard I think I actually heard my penis and balls recede into my body and form a mangina.
- When I sit alone at home and see all my friends with their girlfriends, I may shed a tear or two.
- Not having a friend to talk to, laugh with, or get drunk and have experimental sex with.
- Toy Story 3
- When I think about my unborn daughter and how I can be the father to her that I never had.
- The “its not your fault” scene in Good Will Hunting.
- Emotions. You know people say men aren’t emotional but that is a fucking lie and any man who denies it is a fucking liar. We just don’t express it as much. I cry, a lot. Why? Because I am happy, because I feel like I can’t make it, because I miss being in Switzerland and because I met a special girl and I am in love. Is life bad? No I fucking love it. I just cry because it feels good.
- Thanks Sign language Santa!
And if you’re not sobbing yet, one commenter said, “Real men cry 🙂 it’s okay.” Done..
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