For years, I never cried in front of anyone.
“Man up. You’re weak,”
My mother used to tell me.
“Why are you crying?
You shouldn’t cry.
Don’t ever cry in front of anyone.
That’s what happens when you’re not raised by a man.”
For years, I never cried in front of anyone.
“Man up. You’re weak,”
My mother used to tell me.
“Why are you crying?
You shouldn’t cry.
Don’t ever cry in front of anyone.
That’s what happens when you’re not raised by a man.”