A neighbour from my family home town died. He was an old man. He was well into his 80s. He was sick. It was old age. He died. I hardly ever saw him because that was the person he was. He was sick. He stayed in a lot. He was in and out from hospital.
When he died it didn't hit me. I just don't care. He was an old man. I had no sympathy whatsoever. I saw my mother and all my neighbours falling over themselves rushing to his funeral. In my country funerals are held within days of someone dying. I saw my mother stressed. He was a man without a family too. He had his siblings and they are all old and sick too.
The person's didn't didn't phase me at all. I actually just don't care.
If it was someone younger or with a family or maybe if I saw someone more regularly like a nicer neighbour, I think I would have sympathy. I usually do have sympathy. I was too busy to even think about attending his funeral mass. I just didn't care.