I start with a couple: knitting and crocheting. They are two of the two most useful things I’ve learned so far, all thanks to my grandmother and one of my aunts. Creating bags to carry things, repairing pants, jackets and backpacks, creating little cushions for my lower back or to support my wrist when I’m in the office, etc.
I still remember with some humor how my grandmother insisted to me that, as a man, I should not be ashamed of knowing how to crochet.
Oddly enough, my sister is the one who doesn’t know how to do either those things lol
it’s not really that it’s a trait exclusive to women, it’s a trait that is beaten out of us (for some of us literally) as we grow up. Different people enforce that onto us for different reasons, and sometimes it is “only women cry” but too often it’s “don’t be weak”
I’ve been working on it for a decade and I still can’t. I can get close when I think about how upset I am that I can’t cry when I’m upset, but I still can’t do it, and I had loving and accepting hippie parents ffs