Today’s word: nakimushi
I got teased a lot for crying when I was a kid. I have no idea how it started. At that age, I cried mostly when I was angry or frustrated, not when I was sad, so the teasing just made me cry harder. The neighborhood kids used to chant, “Crybaby, crybaby, wipe your dirty eyes, baby,” which would automatically bring tears to my eyes, and nothing I said or did would make them stop.
Unfortunately, when I went home, my parents were unsympathetic. They would call me nakimushi and I would often storm to my room after all the teasing, angry at everyone.
When I got older, I stopped crying altogether. However, my anger manifested itself in other ways. It took me a couple decades before I could actually cry when I was happy or sad.