My First Funeral

It's in like half an hour.

And I really don't want to go. Going means I have to acknowledge that someone I love has died.

And I'm not sure if I can do that.

arrgh.

they suck. My dad passed away in January. I don't know who passed away in your life but my condolences.

Personally, I've found the concept of a funeral to be an odd one. Every funeral I've been to(Three), is invariably a group of people whose only connection to each other could be the deceased, crying for thirty to sixty minutes straight. Our behavior as humans just makes no fucking sense sometimes. Still, it's not bad as long as it isn't an open casket, that gets a little bit jarring for most people since technology has advanced so much that they just look like they're sleeping. Shit, I heard now a lot of funeral companies put a slight smile on the face of the deceased, don't know how I feel about that one.

Not many people cried.

But I was traumatized (Catholic funeral)

Poss*Child wrote:Not many people cried.

But I was traumatized (Catholic funeral)

I'm sad Frank passed. He was a very cool od man.

I like how other cultures have parties when someone passes away, because instead of mourning, they just remember the good things. I can't see why we don't do that here.

We're sick, sick bastards.

That's why.

Good point.

Anyway, i just don't go to the damn things, mainly as i'm dead inside and just can't feel sad.

Mabye loss, but not saddness.

But sorry about this being late, but just go to the thing, go home, and cry into your pillow. I heard that what your ment to do...but still, never done.

Cheer up, so go to youtube and get happy sounding music on. And think about the good thing, never the bad, or your going to end up hating the dead, which trust me on this, is never fun.