Quote from: dalebert on August 18, 2012, 09:07:22 AM
Also a cis guy here and I have said before that I cry easily, sometimes even when I'd like very much not to, like at a moment when it's just plain awkward. I think back and recall my dad saying that I was always very sensitive, but he never spoke about it like it was a bad thing. In fact he seemed to appreciate that about me and even seemed to treat it as a positive quality. I have a lot of beefs about my dad, but he did get some things right. He did his best to make me feel okay about being gay, for instance, at a time when there was a lot more taboo surrounding it. It may have even saved me from a certain amount of abuse. I learned that my dad beat my brother a lot. I only got spanked once by him in my teens to my recollection. My dad even said one time that it didn't seem necessary to hit me because I would visibly cringe and and cower just when he would raise his voice (maybe because I saw what he did to my brother?). It's a little disturbing when I reflect back on that with the knowledge that he was so abusive in general.
Its interesting, because my dad was actually much, much harder on me even though I'm the only biological female in the family, but I suspect it was because of a few reasons, mostly that I was the oldest and we are too similar to have one of us in a position of power. Our family was a pretty rough place with my dad always working and my mother strung out on whatever drug was her choice that month. Crying was pretty much how I stayed sane through some of the times. I used to end up with three crying kids in my bed when I was teenager all the time, and I think that oddly, it made us all closer and helped them to get through that time relatively okay. It was my mom who encouraged us to cry when we were younger, and like you with your dad, its one of the things she got spot on and it stuck with the brothers too. I can't tell you the number of times they have called me crying - the last time my second brother was upset and then angry that he couldn't stop crying. He was in the bathroom as his school, poor kid. I totally get the crying at awkward times.
Your experience reminds me of my oldest little brother though - he's 18 now, but he has always been a very sensitive person. Rather than my father berating him now he appreciates that he is so consciouses of others feelings and is as empathetic as he is. It took a while, but I'm glad my father finally got there. I remember once my dad yelled at my brother to stop crying and act his age during one of my holiday visits after I left home. He and I ended up in a shouting match, and he told me later that he remembered what I said before I walked out of the room to find my brother - "Never tell your kids they can't have emotions. We're not your puppets." We always fought, but he told me that it reminded him of our last argument before I ran away at 16.
Its also nice to heard that your father was supportive of you. It's still a hard lot of gay men and lesbians, its certainly gotten a damn sight better, but there is a long way to go sadly. I'm glad you had support when you needed it. I hope my dad can be as supportive like yours - my brother told me a few years ago that he was gay. I remember the conversation pretty well. It was before I began transition and he called me. It was something like this:
"Sis, I'm gay."
"Okay."
"Okay? That's it?"
"Yep."
"Huh. Hope dad's that easy to tell. He lets me bawl my eyes out, but he got ticked when he thought I was checking out Bruce Willis."
"Bruce Willis, huh? Alan Rickman's way better. So, how'd you do on that test?"
It was the same when I told him I was trans. "So, bro - I'm transitioning - I'm a dude." (exact words)
"I always wondered why you couldn't do your hair. ... Explains the sock cock I found when I was looking for your diary too."

I do wonder though, honestly, what life would have been like if we had been taught that crying was a sign of weakness. I don't even want to imagine how hard it would have been for my brothers. Its sad that society tells men that emotions make them weak. Whatever happened to the Renaissance men, y'know?