It’s just my friend’s story i don’t know where is he. has he survived or not
maybe i loose him or i was lost to finding him …
wipe those tears off. You’re a man.
So no matter how hard you’ve taken a hit…No tears
And so I hid. I hid my pain like dad would want me to…
I did not want him to see my wounds, that I’m weak
I was being a man.
That moment changed it all, that showing what you really feel
doesn’t make you less of a man
Raising a strong boy also meant telling him it was ok.
It was ok for boys to cry
Men can cry.
Even soldiers can cry.
Because our pain reveals the best in us.
“The parson was gone lost people doesn’t react on it now it will “
But it’s just story . . .