Part of the reason for holding it in was that “Boys don’t cry” mentality that was never forced onto me but was subtly conveyed through the behavior of others. The boys around me didn’t cry, and if they did, they certainly weren’t the kids who were respected.
This hit too close to home. Even today, I hear my younger siblings get told "Men don't cry" or "Men fight back" when their colleagues hit them and they're reluctant to hit back and cry instead. It feels like interacting with your past self in a time travel movie because I understand exactly the problems these lessons they're being taught will create for them.
The first are about the passage of time, saying goodbye to the moments that will never visit again.
Ahhh man! I have a collection of songs I listen to when I want to go back to certain times in the past. My mind has done this thing where it has associated every song I listen to with the period of my life I heard it or cherished it in. So I have songs to relive my very first few days in University, My happiest time there, the honeymoon phase of my relationships (Lol), pretty much everything.
The second type of songs sound very interesting. I'm not sure I have those, but I definitely hope to sometime cos it sounds like an interesting experience.