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There’s something I have never understood…

And it’s why some people feel the need to scold you if you express sadness for the passing of a celebrity, which generally was an artist whose work gave us pleasure during their lifetimes.

We are allowed to be sad that they’re gone, and to mourn what their music, art and performances meant to us.

This does not mean we don’t appreciate our own loved ones, or aren’t capable of feeling empathy for the millions who aren’t celebrities—which some seem to suggest.

There’s room in the human heart for all of it, isn’t there ?

And if the argument is that you shouldn’t feel bad for the loss of someone you didn’t know personally…

Imo, that says much more about the limitations of the person making said argument than it does the rest of us. 😔

edit: This post was NOT directed at any one person.
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I got introduced to celebrity passion when Elvis died. I was at the hairdresser’s, halfway through a haircut.

I am SO old, we actually heard it on the radio.

The beautician, whom I had known for years, completely dissolved.

I held her while she sobbed heartbrokenly.

Just because I didn’t get it didn’t mean it was not real.

I had to leave with half a haircut.
@Mamapolo2016 I’m caught between sympathy and a giggle at the haircut.

At work in 2009, when we heard the news that Michael Jackson had died, one of my colleagues was sobbing in the bathroom.

"Why am I crying ?" she asked.
"I loved his music, but it’s not like I knew him."

"How old were you when you first knew about him ?" I asked.
"I was ten years old and the Jackson 5 was my first pop concert."

She replied, "Yes, about that age."

I hugged her. "That was a big chunk of our lives. And Michael Jackson was a part of it."