Comfortable enough in my masculinity to admit, I've cried three times in my adult life.
Once, at my divorce hearing.
Secondly, after returning home & watching the reply on DVR of my alma mater win the Rose Bowl. Was at the game and didn't do so at the time.
Third, the weekend after my father passed away. Made it through an entire week, helped Mom especially, funeral, etc. She & I had a good cry.
Think those occasions were acceptable.