Mars and Venus Grieve Their Friends
If you asked a group of people if men grieve differently, I’m guessing most would say yes. They’d insist that men work through their grief by doing things: keeping up with familiar routines or running errands for the family of their friend who died.
They may insist just as strongly that women talk through their feelings. Men are assumed to not want to verbalize their grief, much less share it.
Well, that described my opinion. When I started interviewing people for my book, I approached the men with pre-conceived notions about how they’d respond. I thought asking them to talk about a friend who died would be akin to pulling teeth. I would be lucky to get a few coherent sentences.
I don’t think I’ve ever been so wrong in my life.
“All my friends are dead,” one lamented recently. It’s not true, but at his age (87) he’s outlived most of them.
Then, without prompting, his next comment was, “I wouldn’t be where I am today without them.”
For almost 3 hours, he talked about the people he met at different moments, people who affected the trajectory of his life:
The woman who invited him to Paris…
The man who sponsored him to come to the U.S…
The man who offered him a job that changed his career…
They’re gone now, and he speaks fondly of their friendships. He gives them full credit for the successes he’s had – both personal and professional. And he misses them.
He’s not the only man who’s talked for hours about friends he’s lost. My first interview with a man lasted almost 2 hours. Once he started talking about his best friend, he didn’t want to stop. He wanted to tell the stories, wanted to make sense of what had happened and why he still grieved so deeply.
Women may very well be more willing to talk about their feelings. But women are expected to talk about their feelings. So it’s not a surprise that they open up about grieving their friends.
Men are quite capable of talking about their friends, their memories, and their grief. But in many situations, men – rather than women – are judged by how they react. Men are assumed to be stoic, in control, able to “handle” messy things like grief.
The truth is most men aren’t given a safe, non-judgmental place to share their memories and sadness. They may be protecting their image; they may feel the need to be stronger than anyone around them.
But without realizing it, I’ve given some of them a place to vent: to be angry that their friend died, to be sad they died, to wonder what it all means to them now.
I’m not there to make a diagnosis or prescribe anti-depressants. I’m just there to listen. So, while I still try to finish my first book, there will be a second one: just about men grieving their friends.
This takes no special talent or skill. You can do it too.
If you know a man who’s lost a friend recently, get together with him. Go have coffee or a beer. Just hang out.
Tell him you’re sorry their friend died. And ask him to tell you something about that friend.
Just don’t be surprised if you’re listening for a long time.
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