Men Dont Cry

I was talking to a male friend of mine the other day. He said to me “I can't stand women crying.”.

I asked him”Why?”

He shrugged his shoulders and mumbled something which I couldn't get. (Why are men like this?).

On further probing he said “I wouldn't know what to do, you know how to make her stop crying. I would feel so uncomfortable.”

Huh! As if you don't cry. And then he said the 'W' word which saw me in anger. What 'W' word? You guys must be wondering. Its called weakness. Why do men think that crying is a sign of weakness??? Somebody answer that question for me.

Bet you men didn't know that more than two thousand years ago, Aristotle theorized that crying "cleanses the mind" of suppressed emotions by a process called catharsis: the reduction of distress by releasing the emotions.

I seem to agree with Phil Donahue. He recently remarked, "I think that people who never cry are like people who never laugh: There's something wrong with them."

"Crying is natural, healthy and curative," according to Barry M. Bernfeld, Ph.D., director of the Primal Institute in Los Angeles. "[But] crying which should be the most natural, accepted way of coping with pain, stress, and sorrow is hardly mentioned in psychiatric literature. Now we seem finally to recognize that crying is good for people."

Why do you keep the hurt and the pain inside you? Crying is good for the soul. And finally here is a song (written by men). I want to dedicate it to my male friend who never cries and looks lost if I ever do.

Roy Orbison and Joe Melson wrote this song together


I was alright for a while.
I could smile for a while.
Then I saw you last night;
You held my hand so tight
When you stopped to say "hello."
You wished me well;
You couldn't tell
That I'd been crying Over you.
Crying Over you.
Then you said "so long,"
Left me standing all alone;
Alone and crying.
Crying. Crying. Cry--ing.
It's hard to understand
That the touch of your hand
Can start me crying.
I thought that I was over you,
But it's true, so true;
I love you even more
Than I did before.
But, darling, what can I do?
For you don't love me.
And I'll always be
Crying over you.
Crying over you.
Yes, now you're gone,
And from this moment on I'll be crying.
Crying. Crying. Cry--ing, OOOver you

Originally posted on Thursday, October 13, 2005 3:12 PM