Laughing at Death

I’m starting to get worried about myself.  I have begun to laugh when I see death.  On the news.  On TV and in movies. It has a different effect on me.

I tend to go one of two ways when I see it.  I either laugh or cry.  When I cry it is not because I feel sorry for the person but rather jealousy.

I think I may be becoming a psychopath or something.  Life has little meaning for me and what little I have left is waning. I fear that if my life doesn’t change soon things will get rather unpleasant.  Why won’t anyone help me?