Crying at funerals.

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I think I'm the same. I did nearly cry when clearing my grandmother's clothes from the home after she died and have cried a little since. I had the most connection with this person but didn't cry at the funeral. I was just annoyed that the vicar had got a fact wrong in something so important and worried for my Mum. I did worry if there was something wrong with me (no suggestions of AS then) as didn't cry for the other three at all. For one I was quite relieved as he was suffering with Altzeimer's and it was a depressing situation for him and everyone involved. There is also the sense of I don't see the old frail person as the real person I know and it's not surprising after a certain age.

It really depends. I don't usually cry, but death unsettles me quite a lot, even if I didn't know the person well.

I would cry if it was someone that i would miss and was someone involved in my life...

I don't cry at funerals and have not attended one in many years. My mother died when I was nine; when my father told me she had died he told me "It's okay to cry if you want to." I can remember thinking "Why would I want to cry? What good would that do?" I'm pretty sure that my not crying was the begining of the rift that has grown between us ever since. A significant number of relatives died over the next six or seven years. I didn't cry at their funerals. I think this convinced my family I was cold and unfeeling. I loved my mother, and had some level of fondness for all of my family that died. But crying doesn't make me feel any better, it doesn't fix anything, and it certainly doesn't make any difference to the person who is dead; and I have always had a hard time showing emotion just because it's what's expected. It could also be because I feel a certain amount of disconnect from all people, even those I love. If an animal dies, especially one of my pets, I cry. It's often made me question what kind of horrible person I must be that I don't cry for my family or friends, but I will cry for an animal run down in the street.

I've never even been to a funeral.

i know i have already answered but i will answer again.

funerals are a hazard for me to attend.
when i am "forced" to be "reverend", then i automatically start to try to suppress my "humerous mind", and my "humerous mind" becomes explosively resistant to my attempted suppression of it, and i can guarantee i will always find something that is irresistibly hilarious when i am at a "solemn" funeral.

i also can not think of a BS reason as to why i am smirking (or even chuckling), and that adds to my hilarity and detracts from my sensibility when i am shirking my way out of admonition as to my coldness and distance.

whatever. i know these words are not intelligible

When my grandpa died when I was 8, I barely felt anything. I just cried because my parents were expecting me to, and I was worried that they'd think I didn't care. They didn't let me go to the funeral. Recently, my great-uncle who I'd never met died and I went to his funeral. I cried hysterically and had to leave the room. Just everyone talking about what a great guy he was and thinking about how someone like that is now gone forever... death is sad for me, no matter who it is. I'm not sad about losing specific people, just about the idea that death exists at all.

I may exhibit just an infinitesimal weep so as not to compromise the positioning and/or effectiveness of my contact lenses. If I were wearing glasses I would probably wail uncontrollably.

I don't cry at funerals. In fact, I believe much (not all) of the crying people do there is because they think that is what they are supposed to do. The only funeral I cried at is my grandfather's (just tears) because I was closer to him than to anyone, and that was SO difficult.

I didn't cry at my grandmother's funeral last week. On the contrary, I was struggling to stifle giggles due to the utterly fatuous statements of the vicar holding the service.

Strangely, I've never cried at funerals. I'm just as upset as everybody else, but I just don't know how to react to certain things.

People die all the time.

Can you get blood from a rock ?

only been to one, didn't cry then

No, I don't cry at funerals or about anyone dying, at all.

I do cry, though - just not over death. Death draws such a blank in my mind and is so beyond my comprehension that I can't feel any emotions about it. I don't have any beliefs about an afterlife, either.

Reading about people's mental health problems makes me cry. Child abuse makes me cry. Sunrises make me cry. Even Unchained Melody makes me cry.

Death doesn't.

I've never cried at a funeral. The closest relatives to me who have died were my grandparents. Whenever my parents or siblings die I don't know what I will do. I am more likely to have a panic attack and just shutdown than cry.

Watching other people cry at funerals makes me EXTREMELY uncomfortable. I remember getting up once and just walking into another room because I couldn't deal with it.

Weirdly though I was completely devastated when my cat died and I cried for days on end. I was not a kid either. I was 18.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IVLFlkehGuU

I am a Rock
Simon and Garfunkel

A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.