I rarely cry. I didn’t even cry all that much when my dad died a few years ago, but I’ve been doing it more and more since. Maybe I needed some time for my emotions to loosen from their moorings. Odd things can set me off now. I bawled like a baby during Guardians of the Galaxy 3. I was alone, though. Had my wife or someone else been there, I probably would’ve just sucked it up and pushed it down.
This was me. I rarely cried, outside of pets or friends and family passing. Oddly, since having Covid, I have been super emotional and can tear up at stupid commercials. Kind of annoying, but my wife says I seem more human now lol.
I didn’t cry when my father died…but I only ever met him about 5 times in my life so maybe that’s got something to do with it.
In fact it was quite funny when I was told. It went a bit like this:
I got a phone call from my much old brother who basically said “Sorry to ruin your holiday but Dad’s died”.
“Oh shit, how is mum taking it?”
“…Why?”
“Because dad’s dieeee…wait. Do you mean our father. Or our stepdad?”
“Father.”
“Oh, ha. Nevermind then. Phew. Right I’m going skiing. See you when I get back.”
(On a not so funny note our father was a wife and child beating serial cheater. So, ha, still glad he’s dead.)
Now when my mum died I was ugly crying and wailing like a starving baby. And I still cry about it a few times a year every year for the last 10 years since she left us…but in private.
I rarely cry. I didn’t even cry all that much when my dad died a few years ago, but I’ve been doing it more and more since. Maybe I needed some time for my emotions to loosen from their moorings. Odd things can set me off now. I bawled like a baby during Guardians of the Galaxy 3. I was alone, though. Had my wife or someone else been there, I probably would’ve just sucked it up and pushed it down.
This was me. I rarely cried, outside of pets or friends and family passing. Oddly, since having Covid, I have been super emotional and can tear up at stupid commercials. Kind of annoying, but my wife says I seem more human now lol.
I didn’t cry when my father died…but I only ever met him about 5 times in my life so maybe that’s got something to do with it.
In fact it was quite funny when I was told. It went a bit like this:
I got a phone call from my much old brother who basically said “Sorry to ruin your holiday but Dad’s died”.
“Oh shit, how is mum taking it?”
“…Why?”
“Because dad’s dieeee…wait. Do you mean our father. Or our stepdad?”
“Father.”
“Oh, ha. Nevermind then. Phew. Right I’m going skiing. See you when I get back.”
(On a not so funny note our father was a wife and child beating serial cheater. So, ha, still glad he’s dead.)
Now when my mum died I was ugly crying and wailing like a starving baby. And I still cry about it a few times a year every year for the last 10 years since she left us…but in private.