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Something is wrong. I don’t know what it is, but I don’t get sad when people die. When I was nine, my neighbor, who I had known practically my whole life at that point and was like a second grandpa, died and I forced myself to cry because that’s what I thought people did when someone dies. Two years ago my cousin, who was more like an uncle to me, died and I didn’t cry because I physically can’t force myself cry anymore. Believe me, I’ve tried. Last year, my rabbit died and my mom cried, but I didn’t. That’s just a few. I don’t feel sad when people or pets die. I don’t feel...anything really. Why?