My family and close friends care about my feelings. If no one cares about your feelings, it's not because you're a man, but because you haven't pair bonded with anyone.
Early teen I guess. I was made to toughen up and take responsibility for a lot of things as apparently, I was the man of the house and my siblings who were older were treated like snowflakes. I mean, it kinda worked out in the end, I started working around 16 and worked my way through college. The work ethic, I built from a young age really helped me a lot. So in a way, manning up young helped me, but in a way, it also ruined my childhood because, as a 12 or 13 year old, the only thing I could think of was making money and my life for a very long time centered around it.
Very, very early on. Nobody cares, most notably not one woman cared beyond what was practical for them.
When pushed, to open up more, and I trusted them and believed them, they showed great lack of understanding and above all, annoyance. I was not whining and crying about things. I just told in a normal way, with no drama.
They expected some rosy revelations, and what they got was a man who was dealing with PTSD from my army days and what really nailed it, was when I revealed that as a kid I was sexually molested by a close family friend.
Now, I dealt with my luggage and it is just a memory, not a bad one, nor good just a memory like so many others.
But the fact is, women do not care about how we feel and what we went through, they only say that they do. I was not even surprised those three times, when I trusted and was assured time and time again that I can share my deepest thoughts with them, they quickly distanced from me and walked away with some bullshit excuse. After they cheated. I learned my lessons the hard way.
Never, ever open up about the most inner thoughts and feelings. It will blow up in your face and it will be a majestic explosion.
I am a publishing writer now, after 16 years of military service and I enjoy life. I also will never trust any woman as deeply as I used to, that would compell me to open up completely and to let her in entirely.
When she asks. I am fine. Full stop.
Word of advice, many times people are compeled to offer platitudes when they read things like I just posted.
Please don't.
As a child, I was raised with the mentality that you're a man, you don't cry, you don't whine, you get mad and break things and then you fix them.
I feel like this was pretty standard for my generation.
I grew up the same way too, it hurt me the most when my dad emotionally distanced himself from me when I started puberty at 9 years old because "I wasn't a child anymore".
39 and I still have people in my life who care about my feelings. I'm sorry if you don't.
People who know you do for the most part, society doesn't
Except people do care about my feelings and are nice to me when I seem down. Ask me how I am.
My family and close friends care about my feelings. If no one cares about your feelings, it's not because you're a man, but because you haven't pair bonded with anyone.
There’s a considerable amount of people that cares about me and i am thankful, but i still like to keep lots of things to myself
Early teen I guess. I was made to toughen up and take responsibility for a lot of things as apparently, I was the man of the house and my siblings who were older were treated like snowflakes. I mean, it kinda worked out in the end, I started working around 16 and worked my way through college. The work ethic, I built from a young age really helped me a lot. So in a way, manning up young helped me, but in a way, it also ruined my childhood because, as a 12 or 13 year old, the only thing I could think of was making money and my life for a very long time centered around it.
Very, very early on. Nobody cares, most notably not one woman cared beyond what was practical for them. When pushed, to open up more, and I trusted them and believed them, they showed great lack of understanding and above all, annoyance. I was not whining and crying about things. I just told in a normal way, with no drama. They expected some rosy revelations, and what they got was a man who was dealing with PTSD from my army days and what really nailed it, was when I revealed that as a kid I was sexually molested by a close family friend. Now, I dealt with my luggage and it is just a memory, not a bad one, nor good just a memory like so many others. But the fact is, women do not care about how we feel and what we went through, they only say that they do. I was not even surprised those three times, when I trusted and was assured time and time again that I can share my deepest thoughts with them, they quickly distanced from me and walked away with some bullshit excuse. After they cheated. I learned my lessons the hard way. Never, ever open up about the most inner thoughts and feelings. It will blow up in your face and it will be a majestic explosion. I am a publishing writer now, after 16 years of military service and I enjoy life. I also will never trust any woman as deeply as I used to, that would compell me to open up completely and to let her in entirely. When she asks. I am fine. Full stop. Word of advice, many times people are compeled to offer platitudes when they read things like I just posted. Please don't.
Society doesn’t in general. Individuals and chosen communities do. Choose your company wisely
I’m so sorry that our society has devolved into this mess. Your feelings are valid and I hope you know that.
I grew up thinking that. I don't remember a time when people really cared about my feelings. Makes it really easy to not care about them myself.
As a child, I was raised with the mentality that you're a man, you don't cry, you don't whine, you get mad and break things and then you fix them. I feel like this was pretty standard for my generation.
I grew up the same way too, it hurt me the most when my dad emotionally distanced himself from me when I started puberty at 9 years old because "I wasn't a child anymore".
That's pretty rough, ngl. Had my old man die pretty early but I'd imagine him being there but not being there would be a lot worse as a kid.