I start with a couple: knitting and crocheting. They are two of the two most useful things I’ve learned so far, all thanks to my grandmother and one of my aunts. Creating bags to carry things, repairing pants, jackets and backpacks, creating little cushions for my lower back or to support my wrist when I’m in the office, etc.
I still remember with some humor how my grandmother insisted to me that, as a man, I should not be ashamed of knowing how to crochet.
Oddly enough, my sister is the one who doesn’t know how to do either those things lol
It’s absolutely wild that the ability to cry when you need to is considered to be a trait exclusive to women. It’s absolutely essential for a healthy mind, and I’ve gotten quite good at it despite my useless Y chromosome.
Anytime I visit the vet, if the candle is lit, I’m crying right along with the owners.
We don’t deserve our animals.
Yeah, I used to cry constantly as a kid and got so self conscious about it, thinking it’s not something to do as a man or wtv. Now it’s basically impossible to cry when I need it, extremely frustrating