My friend had missed a week of school, which was unusual, and when she came back, she said that she had overdosed on aspirin. I didn't really know what to feel, and I had a presentation for AP European History next, and it turned out that my partners hadn't done ANYTHING, and I didn't know what to do, and I ended up going to the nurse's office. I have no idea what happened to what credit was attributed to where, but at that point, I didn't really care.
A part of me felt like I had to be sad or overwhelmed or something, as I had been feeling guilty that I hadn't felt any emotions distinctly other than shock. It hasn't affected me ever since then, and I'm just wondering: I know that I feel sympathy and empathy; I remember that during my poetry class last year, when someone I barely knew found out her friend committed suicide, I felt emotional things. Why have I felt relatively few things concerning my friend? I know you guys can't provide definitive answers, but I'm still looking to figure things out.
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"There are things you need not know of, though you live and die in vain,
There are souls more sick of pleasure than you are sick of pain"
--G. K. Chesterton, The Aristocrat