How do normies feel deep down inside when they find out that someone they know (a.k.a. the "high-school/college weirdo", "that weird guy at work", etc.) committed suicide, even if they didn't really show much respect or care for the person at the slightest while they were still alive?
One of the most bizarre & saddest things I find in society is that I feel like people will always be open to disrespect or humiliate you (most of the time for no reason whatsoever) as long as you're alive and well, but once death or suicide comes to the equation, those same people start to cry and act like as if they gave the most fucks about you. It's sickening honestly.
They want everyone to know they're a kind person.
The same people who shout out that obnoxious "WHAT'RE THOOOOSE" meme while wearing fucking Toms. Because they totally care about those poor African kids who don't even have shoes, but god forbid someone wears offbrand shoes.
I hope they all fucking choke on their vomit.
>They want everyone to know they're a kind person
It actually goes even deeper. They even lie to themselves just to feel they are nice people. They need it. If not, their own ego would be crushed
>Random fag got hit by a car
>I didn't even know him well
>Never said a word to him
>Feel kinda sad
It's something like that. Except normalfags feel the need to talk about it.
They feel bad, but only because it shocks them out of their otherwise shallow, simplistic, and blissful view of the world. Normies don't overthink things most of the time and they certainly don't overthink people who aren't close to them. As odd as it may sound, most normies assume by default that other people are roughly similar to them (i.e., that you probably have friends somewhere, that you are generally happy, that you have had a normal childhood/ typical age-appropriate experiences).
Other than the physical things that make NEETs repulsive, I think that this cognitive dissonance is equally disturbing. The fact that NEETs exist at all is a serious challenge to their pleasant worldview. It's easier to put such disturbing thoughts out of sight and mind, especially when you are a young, tight qt3.14 with better options from Chad.
>girl who I went to school with since middle school diagnosed with inoperable brain cancer
>whole school rallies around her
>be an edgy faggot and critical of the strangers and casual acquaintances who showed support as if they had been lifetime friends
>she passes on
>death is inevitable
It was only years later that I even considered the fact that she probably didn't want to die and was afraid to. At the time, I was so checked out on life that I didn't even register that as the appropriate response to the situation. RIP Brittney. I was too much of a self-pitying asshole to take the time to get to know you, but people have always said you were a good person. I'm sorry.