With the Connecticut shooting I was already a hot mess of emotions. I rocked J last night long after he had gone to bed and been asleep for a while. Just held his sleeping self and cried to God, praying for the families, for the children, to please let me die first...like I said. Blubbering. Mess. Then I was reading the news before bed and saw that two police officers were shot and killed in a town I regularly go to, 45 min away. I have a lot of friends who knew the younger officer (only 27 years old).
Do you feel like society is more dangerous than when you were a LO? I totally do. I know part of it has to do with paranoia/I pay more attention these days, but I also don't remember these things happening frequently when I was younger. I wasn't scared to go certain places like a movie theater. *sigh...