My best friends little brother passed away a couple years ago they were like family he was only 9 that was really sad and had me in a downfall because it was the first person close to me that passed. And just 2 months ago my uncle passed away he was close but had been getting into some bad things. No matter what happened or the circumstances that was a loved one and that will never be replaced and you will never forget when you heard the news. Yea its a sad and depressing thing but time heals.

I don't mind sharing my experiences publicly through this reply. I can send you a PM of my experience as well, if you want me to do that as well, but anyway:

In early January of 2010, I had just gotten to my sixth grade science class. I was then called down to the office along with my twin brother. I saw my two cousins standing there in black suits and I asked why we got called down. They told us they'd tell us in the car ride home. I didn't think of anything bad, I actually thought we were about to do something fun for whatever reason. The four of us (my brother, me, and my two cousins) got in the car. We drove a few miles and then my cousin started talking. He told us that our grandfather had passed away. I sat in silence for the rest of the car ride. My brother was crying and freaking out the entire way. We got back to my house to see my entire family there. I was mortified, but still didn't really cry, I just didn't know what to do. When I got inside, I started to tear up. I started talking to one of my cousins who was already at the house about how he felt about the situation. We started talking about this book I was reading for English class; ironically, it was about the cycle of life and how there is no life without death. A few days later, I still had not gone to school because of my feelings for my grandfather. The day I went back my homeroom teacher asked me why I was out and I wanted to punch her in the face, but I didn't. I just told her why and sat down. Six years later in 2016, I lost my other grandfather, however I never was close to this one. I only saw him once in a while and I never got the same feelings I had for this one as the one I lost in sixth grade. Though I wasn't close, it still saddened me to lose a loved one.

Sorry this was so long! Lol

When my grandpop died last March I didn't really feel much for a week or two I was emotionless..somehow I didn't even cry once.. Just sat there still and blunt with no emotions

When dad committed suicide that messed me up completely, I was in so much shock that I didn't know what to think, I felt like it didn't bother me but I know deep inside it did, I started hanging out with the wrong crowd, getting arrested, etc. I was emotionally fu*ked

Deaths don't really effect me that badly, I've known three people who've died and one was in his eighties and the other was almost a hundred years old. My grandmother was devastated which made me more upset than actually losing my grandfather, when someone is that old and has lived so long then I don't find death sad.

When someone young dies though then I find it pretty bad, especially if they're close to me or a relative. I've known someone who killed themselves and it's just strange not seeing him around anymore and knowing the effect that the whole situation has caused on his family.

So far I haven't experienced much death in my life. My aunt who raised me for the first few years of my life died and I felt indifferent but I attribute that to I was just very young at the time so I don't remember much of her unfortunately.

My uncle died in February 2014 and again I felt indifferent. They came over almost every weekend to visit, however I wasn't that close to him if I'm being honest so it really didn't affect me much (until my aunt decided to live with us and contribute nothing bot that's a different conversation). My aunt on the other hand, even now a couple years later is pretty much trying to kill herself. She quit her job, sold their truck and trailer, and then gambled it all away. Now she overdoses on her med almost once a week, sometimes more and sometimes less. She's taking it pretty hard, but she was also married to him for 20 something years I think.

Just this last weekend we had to put down our oldest dog. He was 16 or 17 and was my best buddy as a kid. I grew up with him, walked him, fed him, watered him, etc. When we put him down again I felt nothing. I keep feeling like something is missing but that's because I'm used to dodging a dog in the driveway or things like that, however I never got emotional when he died. My dad bottles his emotions so he didn't show much, however my mom let loose. I think she cried the majority of that day and every now and again the days since.

Well, the first person I ever lost was my grandmother, and I was depressed after that, but my grandpa passed 2 1/2 months ago, and I wasn' really hurt by it, I miss him everyday, but I never really hurt...

When my grandparents passed away one of them was a shock and one was expected for a few years so naturally the shocking one hit me harder and the one expected was still very sad but my family and I were kinda braced for it