Loss.

Mar 18, 2010 12:31

In the last 6 weeks, I have lost 3 friends.
The last two have been the hardest to handle; Ken's death, while heartbreaking, was (in some regards) a merciful end-he ultimately never fully became a prisoner in his own body.
My friend Chris shot himself in the head. Why, none of us will ever know. It is heartbreaking to know that none of us realized just how much pain he was in...even those he lived with had no clue.
I found out yesterday that my former site supervisor in the Bronx got hit and killed by a bus while riding to P.S. 55. While she and I had MANY differences, I still had much resepect and compassion for her, and ultimately I did care deeply about her, and I am very sad to find this news out. It breaks my heart to know that Megan's last few seconds on this earth were not filled with peace and contentment, but rather sheer terror and pain.

I feel like I can't handle any more loss. It feels like pieces of my heart keep getting tore out with every loss that happens. I know that I can handle just about anything...but this is getting ridiculous.
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