You’ve learned to numb yourself to bad news. Mass shooting after mass shooting and somehow, just to survive, you find a way to not let it get to you. Because you have to live and work and be in the world where mass shootings happen.
Then, you hear sirens out the window. Sirens that continue to scream for over an hour.
Then, you turn on the police scanner.
Then, you refresh news sites, even though you already know the story.
Then, you read Tweets about guns and you stare blindly at the screen, trying to make the words fit what just happened.
Mass shootings. A fact of our lives. It’s a difficult thing to hear about and brush off. Somehow you got there, just to live and work and be in a world where mass shootings happen.
Then, it happens a couple blocks away. At a school you drove past yesterday, annoyed as you sat waiting for students leaving class to finish crossing the street so you could get home already.
Then, you sit and stare and try to form thoughts.
Then, you can’t brush it off.