With the sheer amount of bad crap that has happened to me in my life, there is no emotional thing that could affect me now. My first girl-friend was hit and killed by a drunk driver. She was crossing the street and I saw it happen! Three weeks later my best friend died from cancer. Once again I was there to witness the death of a friend.
At eight years old my father left me and my mother.
The killer was when I was 18, my G/F miss-carried at 8 months.
I've lost so many things I cared about in my life that crying doesn't help.
I haven't shed a tear in 6 years now, and I don't think I ever could again.