I think I've always been quite a sensitive soul. I always find myself welling up at those Hollywood movies that pull on the heart-strings. Up to now, I've always stopped myself or hid it from others as boys don't cry. Or at least they don't here in England (stiff upper lip and all that). So much so that my wife thinks I'm quite hard-nosed (if only she knew).
Last night I was getting teary watching Miracle on 34th Street for about the 10th time. For crying out loud, I'm a father of two in my forties!
Now, I've been thinking, do I cry at movies because of my inner femme self or is it just some other reason? What do you all think? Are those who cry at movies more likely to be cross dressers?
Now where's the tissues?