Well for me it was when I was at the wee age of I dunno I think about 8? Grandfather kicked it and I became a different individual, I swear it's been a constant since then, lets see 15 - 8 = 7 and Oh god I'ma try an' count how many are gone now...ummm I think around 10, yes that's right, so that's a ratio of 1.42 deaths a year since I was 8 =D. That's enough to knock you out of being a little kid and into a state of realization that life ain't always fair and that if ya don't shape up quick, the world'll eatcha alive.
But honestly, it's made me quite cynical and rather, oh how do I put this? "Mean"? Yes that works I guess, not so much that I pick fights or anything as much as I have a bitter psychological attack on most people, I'm overly sarcastic and yet somehow I still manage to keep a well rounded variety of friends, most of which I'd do anything for.
Enough of the gloomy stuff. My Ex-Girlfriend changed me a bit too, pulled me out of a phase that would've likely gotten me arrested or killed at some point, and made me a happier person and not quite as prone to snap on someone, I'm a little bit more caring of people after that as well, overall a positive change.
And yes I realize I'm not normal, why do you ask? Normal's boring.
Peace,War,Love,Hate,Chaos and Greed
-Unstoppable Wall