Gutted.
I don’t know how else to describe the way I feel. Let’s throw in nauseated, too. When our friend texted us earlier tonight saying, “Did you see the news?” I knew it wouldn’t be good. Fuck, I texted back. I think that’s what I said to B, too – I don’t really remember. It’s going to take a while to process what this means, and I think we will see decades of ripple effects. But tonight, we weren’t the only ones who found ourselves mourning and trying to make sense of such a devastating loss on the steps of the building. She wasn’t perfect, but she did what she could. More in the coming days, I guess.
Ell Gee Writes 