I have a little story to tell before I get to the point of this thread.
Last Saturday afternoon, I was waiting out the front of my house for the President of my local soccer club to drop off my team's new Goalkeeper jersey as I'm the team rep/manager. While waiting, my brother and Mum walked outside and asked if I'd read about one of my best mates from primary school, Elliot, on Facebook. I said "No" as I'd been outside for the past 20 mins, then I asked what it was about. They both started tearing up and told me that he died a few hours ago in a car crash.
At first I was surprised as it's not something you hear everyday. It took a few hours before it sunk in, and for the next two days I couldn't stop thinking about it. I grew up with this guy, he's my age. Granted I hadn't seen him or really spoken to him for a couple of years, but I was round his house four times a week in primary school and remained good friends and in contact until about year 8 or 9, which was 4-5 years ago. Obviously we weren't close anymore as we just went our different ways, but it was still devastating, not to mention the first death I have ever had to deal with.
Today, six days since he passed, was his funeral. The turn out for it was massive and it was amazing to see so many people that got the chance to meet such a funny, down to earth guy... but now I get to the point of this thread.
At the funeral, there were a number of people crying, including my brother and a few mates I went to the funeral with. Now those mates are guys I went to primary school with too, who also grew up with Elliot, but the thing is I didn't cry. I was obviously depressed about the whole situation, but I'm confused as to why I didn't follow suit. I honestly could not have been more sad, but I didn't shed one tear.
So my question is this - have any of you been in a situation similar to this? How did you cope with it?
Last Saturday afternoon, I was waiting out the front of my house for the President of my local soccer club to drop off my team's new Goalkeeper jersey as I'm the team rep/manager. While waiting, my brother and Mum walked outside and asked if I'd read about one of my best mates from primary school, Elliot, on Facebook. I said "No" as I'd been outside for the past 20 mins, then I asked what it was about. They both started tearing up and told me that he died a few hours ago in a car crash.
At first I was surprised as it's not something you hear everyday. It took a few hours before it sunk in, and for the next two days I couldn't stop thinking about it. I grew up with this guy, he's my age. Granted I hadn't seen him or really spoken to him for a couple of years, but I was round his house four times a week in primary school and remained good friends and in contact until about year 8 or 9, which was 4-5 years ago. Obviously we weren't close anymore as we just went our different ways, but it was still devastating, not to mention the first death I have ever had to deal with.
Today, six days since he passed, was his funeral. The turn out for it was massive and it was amazing to see so many people that got the chance to meet such a funny, down to earth guy... but now I get to the point of this thread.
At the funeral, there were a number of people crying, including my brother and a few mates I went to the funeral with. Now those mates are guys I went to primary school with too, who also grew up with Elliot, but the thing is I didn't cry. I was obviously depressed about the whole situation, but I'm confused as to why I didn't follow suit. I honestly could not have been more sad, but I didn't shed one tear.
So my question is this - have any of you been in a situation similar to this? How did you cope with it?