A kid, that's right another kid, takes a gun to school and shots are fired. Thankfully a teacher, Mr. Olson, tackled the student and prevented him from injuring anyone or himself.
My cousin attends school there. She was put in lockdown and terrified. I hate that my beautiful cousin has had to go through this. Unfortunately, this is something that will always be with her now. Those poor students having to go through that when they are supposed to be in a safe place to learn and grow into amazing young adults.
Lately, it seems as tho this world is becoming increasingly violent. No one has regard for human life. It's sad.
For me, I've already been having severe PTSD problems lately after hearing gunshots outside my bedroom window a month ago. Having been shot multiple times in a drive-by, I know first hand how difficult the lasting effects of the traumatic incident can be. So much violence. It's ripping me apart. I'm so emotional lately and all I want is to be strong. Just to move past it and not think about it but it seems like gun violence is being thrown in my face way too often. I probably just need to talk about it with someone or do something to help someone else.
I left town this weekend so I could reset my internal center. Unfortunately, a school shooting has taken me right back to were I was when I got shot in 1995.
I worry for my family, my friends and myself. I truly hope my cousin can remain strong. She deserves a safe school. Why? Why does this keep happening? Children should be safe at school. If it means metal detectors and searching every single person to enter the building, so be it. Just make them safe!
As for me, I'm tired of being freaked out. I'm tired of always pretending to be strong when I'm crying on the inside. There has got to be a give. There has got to be something... Anything.. I don't need meds, that's a sugar coating to a real problem. I need to help other victims because by helping them, I can help myself.
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