Crying at funerals.

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I have never cried at a funeral. But I have only been to two of them and the people who died were my great aunt and my grandfather. I couldn't understand why everyone was crying. My aunt was old and old people die. My mom told me she wasn't ready to die and she was just sick so she died and I was too young to understand. I was only 11 then.

When I was 21, my grandfather died and I didn't cry either. My cousin told me a year ago it was because they had happy memories of him so they were crying because he passed away and they were sad to see him gone because of happy memories about him and the life he had and what he did in it. But he was already gone before his death. He had Alzheimer's so he wasn't even himself anymore. He was a different person and couldn't even take care of himself nor have normal conversations. Nothing made sense when he spoke. So he was already gone. Then when he died, I didn't care, I was just in shock because I wasn't expecting it. So it wouldn't make sense to cry at his memorial service to honor him. It makes more sense to cry as he was still alive because of what shape and health he was in because the old him was gone. My cousin cried when she saw our grandmother because of the health she was in. She was a whole different person due to her Alzheimer's. She was upset our grandmother was gone. One moment she is normal and the next time she saw her, she was a whole different person so it was like over night because she didn't see her all that often as an adult because she lived far away.


But if it was my own husband or son or mom or dad that died, that might be different. I still don't know if I would cry at their funerals though but I know I would be sad. I would be even more upset if it was my husband or son.

i only cry at funerals if my expectations of the catering team are not met, and they all escape before i can catch them. <joke..

no joke> ..if i am not hungry on the day, then i will not attend a funeral.

funerals are very boring, and i can not help but find something that makes me mirthful in the midst of the boredom, and when grieving people look at me while i am smirking at something trivial, they get an expression on their face which i find hilarious (i wish i did not), and i start to have even more fun, and grieving people are resentful about my behavior, so i go home if the menu is not adequate to keep me there.

that is all i have to say tonight because i can not talk while i am asleep.

It depends on if I'm close to the person. I was never really close to my great grandmother, so I didn't cry at her funeral. But I bawled like a baby and my great grandfather's funeral, because he probably understood me the best out of all my family members.

I never cry at funerals, I always feel guilty about it but just not good at showing emotions. I find it difficult to cry in general, my children always point it out

I always cry because i see people cry.., other wise i think i wouldn't cry at all
only if Steven Spielberg or my parents would die.

I AM sad at funerals. I'm an atheist. But I never cry. I just don't cry in public. Actually my crying is rarely related to sad events, it seems to happen only when I feel like crying, not when I'm sad. Sometimes I cry when I take a shower, no particular reasons, and wipe everything dry when I'm done.

I was sobbing at my grandfather's funeral when I was 11.

It took me five days to feel genuinely sad that a boy I'd known fairly well for 9 years died when I was 13. I didn't go to his funeral because I didn't think I needed closure.

I said no. I've only been to two funerals in my life... One was a "friend" who I used to be in class in elementary school with, but I hadn't seen him in a long time because we had different classes in middle and highschool. I didn't cry at all, and I felt really weird being surrounded by crying people and not showing any emotion. Honestly I don't even remember being sad. I remember being angry more than anything; angry at his parents and at the police who shot him... He was a heroin addict, apparently, and he was in rehab at one point, but his parents took him out of it... something to do with their religion. So he robbed a wendy's with a BB gun, and the cops put something like 13 bullets into him.

The other funeral i was at was my grandma's, and I was honestly happy that she was gone. I HATED my grandma. All I remember about her is always thinking every damn thing I said or did had an ulterior motive that was news to me and her generally being a b***h, hitting me with things, and always giving me stupid lectures. I'm sure in her own way she meant well, but I can't say that I ever felt love for my grandma because of the way she treated me. And I feel that because she was abused by her husband for years, she automatically wouldn't trust any male, and even seemed to harbor hatred for all of them. I could be wrong about that(I mean I know she was abused for sure, my mom's told me about it many times before, and my mom and her siblings were all abused by that prick too), but that's my theory. Regardless, I didn't give a rat's ass when she died, and while that sounds terrible, I really don't care. I'm not gonna pretend to feel something I don't feel. If she was a b***h to me what reason do I have to miss her or feel sad for her not being around anymore? Of course, my older brother gave me all kinds of hell for not being sad, and he got even more pissed when I told him why I wasn't sad.

My best friend died a few years ago, and I never had the chance to go to his funeral because none of our mutual friends bothered to tell me when the damn thing was. Basically as soon as I got my first girlfriend ever, they all abandoned me for whatever reason(they had no problems blowing me off/abandoning me when they had girlfriends), and after not being told when my best friend's funeral was, I decided I didn't need them. I didn't have the chance to cry at his funeral, but you can bet your ass I cried my eyes out once the shock wore off and I realized he was actually gone forever. The realization that all those people I thought were my friends actually weren't at all didn't help too much either...

No.
In most cases, it's because the person was a relative who I'd never spoken to, and thus a stranger. Their life had never affected me, so their death didn't either.
In cases where I had interacted with the person, they had usually been terminally ill for a while, which gave me time to process the fact of their imminent passing.

I cried when my cats died.

It's far sadder when an animal diez , humans need to get over themselves this is what my Mom told me and Mother is allways right

I didn't cry when either of my grandparent's died. I just didn't feel like i had a connection to them even though we spent a good amount of time together. I didn't feel like I had lost anything and my life wouldn't be drastically changed. I only shed a single tear but that was just because I made myself because I felt like I was supposed to and not of my own sadness. I felt extra guilty about my grandmother because I was there when they found her body and I honestly was indiffeent. Death always brings out those "Oh my god, what is wrong with me" moments.

I don't cry until pictures are shown of the person's life or viewing of the casket.

I do cry at funerals, especially if I was close to the person. The issue is that in my dad's side of the family especially, crying is seen as a weakness, so I got nasty looks when I did, so I learned to hide it around them. My grandparents were also more formal, so it wasn't a comfortable place for us grandkids to be at.

I did skip my great uncle's funeral because I had only met him a few times in my life, and the last time I saw him was at my grandpa's funeral. Another strange thing about my dad's side of the family is that they never really talk to each other, so it's one reason why I wasn't close to that great uncle. One of my uncles actually thought it was weird that my aunt's family got together at someone's house just to have coffee, as they weren't used to that at all.

When I had the first loss in my family (my grandfather passed away about two months ago) I cried after hearing about it and most of the time during the funeral. But actually the only other person who cried was my grandma, so it must've looked strange, especially for all my relatives who know me as a very unemotional and cold person (which I'm not). I cried because it made me think about the times we had together, my childhood etc, not because of afterlife and all that.
However, I lost my other grandfather only last week and couldn't make it to the funeral... Haven't shed a tear since, even though I was pretty much as close to him as to the other one. Don't really know what to make of it.

i was going to vote no and tell a story about when me and my brothers couldn't stop laughing at one but then i remembered one funeral where i did, it was a very sad one. i had to talk my mom and bro. from verbaly attacking someone, it was valid, the women evicted her brother out of the house he took care of her mom and saw her die in, wial fighting cancer given 6 months to live(4 months in).needless to say it made us mad to see her.

The short answer would be, a bit.

Unfortunately I've attended many funerals. I make it a point to keep my feelings to myself & almost can't show that type of emotion in front of a large group of people at this point in my life (even though it has always been mostly my family). I am sometimes called a "robot" or if people are feeling charitable "the strong one" or "a rock". Usually I end up just crying a tiny amount & not crying or sobbing but just a couple of tears. (not to say I don't cry for them but it's at home in private when I miss them, not on cue, like a monkey)

Oh & I've never been to a funeral for someone who I didn't know or care about, what would be the point? I have turned down those
invitations.