In my school day fantasies, I was the one taking down the mass shooter and saving the school. That was almost 20 years ago now. What a theft of our imagination living in this country has been, to have even spent time considering the possibility. It’s right to mourn the loss.
Back in my school days i was so unbeliavably angrily suicidal i had a plan to “take down as many of them (the folks who esoecially hurt me and made life hell) as possible.” And there were other kids there too who felt similarly.
But i had no access to fast-firing weaponry and at least 1 actual friend i didn’t wanna leave behind, and that was all it took to keep me from, yaknow, going Postal on teenagers. I know i shouldnt feel sympathy for a litwral school shooter bur jeez. I’ve been there. Dark places.
Thank you for sharing your experience. We aren’t valued enough, I mean everyone. That feeling of not being appreciated, and others are more can really bring us low after a while. It does to all of us, it seems like.
In my school day fantasies, I was the one taking down the mass shooter and saving the school. That was almost 20 years ago now. What a theft of our imagination living in this country has been, to have even spent time considering the possibility. It’s right to mourn the loss.
bIG CW for this one folks
Back in my school days i was so unbeliavably angrily suicidal i had a plan to “take down as many of them (the folks who esoecially hurt me and made life hell) as possible.” And there were other kids there too who felt similarly.
But i had no access to fast-firing weaponry and at least 1 actual friend i didn’t wanna leave behind, and that was all it took to keep me from, yaknow, going Postal on teenagers. I know i shouldnt feel sympathy for a litwral school shooter bur jeez. I’ve been there. Dark places.
Thank you for sharing your experience. We aren’t valued enough, I mean everyone. That feeling of not being appreciated, and others are more can really bring us low after a while. It does to all of us, it seems like.
You are appreciated.