Have you come to the realization of who you are? I am talking about the inner you. The person who makes you YOU. I came to this realization many times before but I always just shrugged it off as being an off day. I am usually a "Nothing effects me" kind of guy. But I am beginning to rethink that now.
If there is a borderline in genes of that make you a male or female....I am beginning to think that I am just above that line that says grown men cry sometimes too.
I cried while watching Biggest Loser!!! I am such a cry baby!! But there is something about that show that just tears me up. It must be their epic battle with their weight and their success at the end of the day. This week they were reunited with their spouses with their astonished looks on their faces. It just choked me up to see the tears they shed when they were united after their makeovers. The feeling that they have conquered something that they never thought they could. It just brought me to tears.
But that wasn't the worse part of it....the worse part was when my wife saw me. She immediately burst into laughter....and I immediately felt like a cry baby. It wasn't just a ordinary laugh...it was a gut buster laugh coming from the bottom of her belly kind of laugh. At first I tried to hide my face but when I realized that she was laughing so hard at me I had to laugh too.
I have cried before...I am not afraid to admit it. Its just that usually my wife is crying too. You feel a little silly when your the only one crying. it happened once before to me while I was watching...of all things...'The Brady Bunch movie. You talk about feeling silly....yeah...I did. I am pretty sure that I have cried every time I have watched the movie "Armageddon"...all 15 times. Kim calls me a "sentimental sap" ....I just call myself a cry baby.But it just seems like this epidemic is getting worse the older I get.
I guess its just who I am...I just wonder how many other men cry? (I mean "straight" men.)
I have a hard time imagining Russell Crowe or Clint Eastwood or those manly men in Hollywood crying over a reality show.
Now that I know what I am made of...I will just have to adjust...and if that means I have to have a box of Kleenex sitting on the end table...I will just have to do that.
They do make them with lotion in them right? (I would just hate to have a red nose and have to explain that I watched a reality show last night to my coworkers) Its one thing that I know who I am...but everybody doesn't need to know that I am a cry baby. Except you of course...mums the word. :)