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I think most people feel like their emotions are inappropriate (like they don't feel enough) when someone dies. It's kinda confusing and it's too surreal to grasp, especially if it's not someone you see everyday or are really tight with. :(

After my mother died, I felt brief feelings of grief that barely resulted in 3 or 4 tears upon discovery of her death. I felt more emotion from a pet's death than hers. Go figure.

When I see a dead person, especially one I've known, I feel a connection with death. It makes me more aware of time and how things change. It's a bit unnerving, but I think this is probably how a lot of people feel about it. It just seems natural to be afraid of death. But if you think about it, really contemplate it, imagine the state of non-existence.... it has a nice contrast to it. It's not really so scary.

Speaking of non-existence, what is there for you to worry/care about anyways, since you're non-existant?

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My first time dealing with someone I knew having died it was very jarring and shocking. I didn't fathom that life was temporary at that age, so it was a scary revelation to realize that some day, I, too, would die. Many sleepless nights were spent fathoming the nature of how temporary things are.

After that time, future losses seemed more expected. Even when unexpected I just don't have the proper shock response to it that I ought to. Embarrassingly, I'll sometimes not even register that what occurred is worthy of grief, and I'll say something insensitive without thinking about how others might perceive it based on the new grief context. It's not that I'm "above it" or something like that, it's closer to being deficient in that area, excusing it too quickly.

It's awkward.

My feelings about people dying would probably be considered inappropriate, but not my reactions.  I just keep a straight face, and no one seems to mind me.

I cry like a fucking baby for my pets.  Don't think I've ever cried for a human, before.  The death of friends and family members makes me more sentimental, than sad.

Though, recently I found out that an uncle I always found annoying has advanced stage cancer and only a few months to live.  I'll admit, it put a little pep in my step.  I don't even know why, since I only see him about once a year, anyways.  And the other day my great aunt was talking about him going through chemo and how he's lost all his hair, and I had to excuse myself to go burst into laughter in private.  (He has had 80's used car salesman hair.)  It was just too much. XD  does my best Irish granny voice  "Ooo, he was so proud of 'is hair, poor lad."  It still makes me chuckle. >.<

when my great grandfather died, when i was younger, all i did was ask "Why you didnt let me see it, i have never seen that before!".

when my other great grandfather died, i didnt take much notice. my great grandmother died too. she was stinky, thats all i remember. my fish cannibalized each other, that was funny. an unborn underling of mine died when my mother was hit by a car, my reaction was meh. hm what else, i dont remember anything else. but i might be missing someone who died. once i tried to kill my father. another time i was considering letting my sister die. i considered its not such a good idea. do these count ?

i probably missed something

oh yeah i had turtles

they died

you can be afraid of the outside concept of it.... the inside concept of course doesn't exist.... aaAAAaaa,,,,,,,

But what I think would be scary is a lower form of this reality, like take existence and just... decrease all the values, make it lesser. Like imagine being submerged underneath reality with no way to get out and everything is in a surreal regressive-like ghostly psuedo-state. Vague semblances of what's missing, feels like it's still there somewhere, but unable to get to it.