All shooting are terrible and sad and make me mad at the people that let things like that happen. Things like mental illness going untreated. Going unnoticed, or, at least unacknowledged.
What happened last week in Connecticut is incomprehensible. So many young lives wasted. I think of all my friends that are teachers. I think of those killed and that they were probably just like my friends, fun, loving, great people.
Yet, I didn’t cry. It didn’t shake me up and tear me down as other events have. The shooting at the movie theater this summer hit me the hardest. I cried so long after that, being able to envision myself in that audience, just out for a good time. When will all this stop?