| Comment | That's a classic sign of puberty and immaturity.
I remember when I was 14 or 15 one of my best friends died (some liver problems he had during all his life). During the ceremony, I don't know why, I burst laughing. No idea why, just puberty, hormones, my body being incapable of handling all the feelings.
Was I a psychopath because I was laughing during a kids burial? I don't think so. I don't know if it was that same night, or soon after, when I was alone in my bed I couldn't stop crying when I realized I couldn't be able to speak with my friend again. |
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