"Now Kendall on the other hand—and like I said, he's only 15 months older than her—he'd come to me crying, it's like as soon as I would hear him cry, a clock would go off. I would give the boy probably about 30 seconds, which means, by the time he got to me, I was already saying things like, 'Why are you crying? Hold your head up. Look at me. Explain to me what's wrong. Tell me what's wrong. I can't understand you. Why are you crying?' And out of my own frustration of my role and responsibility of building him up as a man to fit into these guidelines and these structures that are defining this man box, I would find myself saying things like, 'Just go in your room. Just go on, go on in your room. Sit down, get yourself together and come back and talk to me when you can talk to me like a —' what? Like a man. And he's five years old. And as I grow in life, I would say to myself, 'My God, what's wrong with me? What am I doing? Why would I do this?' And I think back. I think back to my father."