So, was watching Battlestar Galactica: the miniseries earlier...

[lyssie]

About 3/4 of the way through the first half, my mother called to inform me that my Aunt had died.

Now, before any of you get all worried that I'm depressed/sad/whatever. I never knew my Aunt, as far as I know. Is it cold of me to say this? Probably. But her passing doesn't affect me. I didn't know her, I'd never even emailed or written or anything.

It's probably a sad reflection on me, but I didn't even cry. And I sniffled through the bit where a bunch of people die on BsG.

*headhsake* I suppose I just felt no connection to her whatsoever.

Hrm. Oh well.

Comments

[stexgirl2000.livejournal.com]

If you didn't know her then it's natural not to feel connected. When my cousin Adam died my sister had the same reaction...she felt that she never really got the chance to know him and so she felt sorry that someone so young died and was sorry that our grandmother was in pain by it all, but that's all.

[lyssie.livejournal.com]

*nods* That makes sense.

[livilla.livejournal.com]

Now I feel slightly horrible for being glad I'm not the only one this happens to, apparently.

Human guilt is a strange thing.

[lyssie.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

I probably shouldn't laugh. Sigh. Oh well. Er. *is distracted by the cat*

[livilla.livejournal.com]

Hehehehe, yeah. I hate that, when you just wanna laugh but you shouldn't and it's either that or cry or go crazy or something.

Oooh, hey, something shiny!

[swiftangel.livejournal.com]

Having such a large family, this sort of thing has happened often for me. It's difficult to show emotion toward someone you never really knew, even if they were related to you. Yet seeing a depiction on screen can easily have an effect... it just seems more real somehow, even if your rational brain knows full well that they're only fictional characters.

Not a sad reflection on you at all. I'd think it's quite natural, really...

[antikythera.livejournal.com]

I have relatives like that too. Just because you're related to someone doesn't mean you know them. An uncle of mine committed suicide a few years back... all of his siblings were broken up, of course, and I was close to most of them, and I'd been close to his oldest daughter when we were little, but I realised then that I hardly knew him at all.