Back in 2012 a friend of mine told me he tried to end himself when he was a kid. He explained to me how his parents fought constantly, and put undue pressure on him. So one day he got on his little bike, with the little bell, and drove straight into traffic.
When I heard this, I burst into laughter. I was not used to hearing stuff like this. The only way my brain could process such grief was to do something that normal people would never do in such situations. Plus, I wanted to make him laugh, and it did(phew!).
A friend, her sister and her mom were taking her dad’s body to be cremated. The family was in for another surprise when they realized they didn’t have enough money to pay for the box which the ashes came in. So when the management showed them the bill, all three of them burst into laughter.