someone asked me the other day:

“would you go to the funeral of someone who was once a friend, ex, or even a relative but ya’ll fell out years ago?”

my answer:

“NOPE.”

my friend was confused at the lack of empathy in my answer.
my thought…

going to someone’s funeral is for paying my respects.
if i didn’t respect the person,
why would i go to their funeral?
they didn’t respect me while they were alive sooooo…

i think that is being fake.
it’s like when i see some of these fake folks going to someone’s funeral,
they weren’t speaking or treated them unfairly when they were alive…

…but suddenly,
they are crying the loudest and cuttin’ TF up.

funerals and social media are the two places people love puttin’ on a show.
not only that,
when people at the funeral are asking you about this person,
now we gotta be sitting up here lying about how close we never were.
all that shit is performative and fuckin’ weird.
if i didn’t fuck with em alive…

i’m keeping the same energy when they die.

hot take:
i don’t even think you should go to family’s funerals you don’t fuck with.

am i wrong for these perspectives?

lowkey: no need to be nasty when asked about em.
sending the “aww, that’s so sad” response,
hit em with the “can’t make it”,
and moving forward with my day.