When I first moved abroad, I felt isolated.
I didn't have any friends, wasn't doing well at work, and had nobody else to rely on.
I used to keep my feelings bottled up. It suffocated me from the inside because I couldn't tell anyone about how I felt. In those moments, I cried.
I cried because it felt right. It was the only thing that I could do at that time. And it turned out that crying helps me feel better.
People told me that men shouldn't cry. You have to be strong. You have to be tough.
But why should I? When I am hurting inside.
Who am I trying to impress?
People told me that men shouldn't cry.
But I wish someone had told me that crying makes it much easier.
Because life isn't always easy.
But it gets easier after you let it all out.