That was pretty touching (to sound all gay and, like, faggy and shit). I went through a lot of family deaths when I was young, on my mother's side - and that kind of desensitized me somehow, or at least gave me a different perspective. Even back in high school, when a really good friend was killed in a car wreck - I wasn't super emotional. I let out a really good sloppy snotty weep next to his body at the funeral and that was it. Before and after I was... okay. Not numb, just okay - just thought about the fun we had.
On the other side though, I used to be super (holy shit, Brian Posehn's was on Just Shoot Me? Wtf? - I shouldn't watch TV and pontificate at the same time) *achem* I was lame and depressed in high school until my long time girlfriend broke up with me (for that reason). To this day I don't know how, but I had a moment of clarity or divine wisdom and I just chose to react positively. I used it as a catalyst to be a more pleasant person. To this day, people I've known for awhile still refer to "Pre-" and "Post-that girlfriend" Renn.
EDIT: Mary Worth War is killing me. How many more of these are there?