The day my father died, I felt no emotion at all. He was gone. That was it. I went out with my fiancé. We told people that my dad was dead. No emotions, just facts.
Did that make me a bad person?
Does it make me a bad person that I still can’t feel proper sorrow for the loss of a human life?
I did get pretty drunk that night though. A few good tears came out. Looking back, it was more tears of relief.