Tragedy.

[mijan]

Please read:
http://www.cnn.com/2009/US/11/05/texas.fort.hood.shootings/index.html

It's moments like this when I am SO sharply reminded that once you're a Soldier, you never stop being part of the military family.  I lost eleven brothers and sisters today.  Another 31 were wounded.  HERE.  On American soil.  Where they should be safe.  I don't even know their names.  I'm waiting to hear who they are, because I know people who are stationed there.

I'm trying not to cry.  It's not working.

Senseless, needless loss of life.

I need a drink.

Comments

[vixys.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

I've just spent about five minutes staring at this comment box, unable to come up with anything to say. It's like you said: that's just a pointless waste of life, and that's something that transcends the Internet and country borders.

I hope to God that the people you know stationed there are okay. If you need to talk, I'll make time.

My thoughts are with the dead, and their families - and with you. ♥

[mijan.livejournal.com]

I don't really know what to say either. I'm just stunned. Hollow. Upset. Almost-crying.

Don't worry about me. Worry about them. It was hard enough with Private Ware's family. He was ONE Soldier, and it was the hardest thing I ever did to give his personal belongings to his parents and give them my condolences as his commanding officer. I can't imagine... eleven of them. Dear gods. And the wounded. They should have been safe. They should have been safe.

[vixys.livejournal.com]

Tragedies like these always seem to bring out the speechlessness in us all.

I'm thinking of them and their families--of course I am--but I'm going to worry about you as well. You take these things hard, and from what you're saying, this is hitting a little too close to the bone for comfort. So I'll worry about everyone, you and them, and yes, they should have been safe, and it's a travesty and a tragedy that they weren't. ♥

[mijan.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's hitting a bit too close for comfort. I'll be fine though. It's just this sick clammy feeling that sticks in your gut and twists your stomach. I understand why people drink hard liquor now. The burn makes that clammy feeling go away, even if only for a moment.

There's just nothing to say. It happened, and I can't change it, and... *sigh*

I'm gonna walk home now. Be back shortly.

[vixys.livejournal.com]

I probably won't be here when you get back (which makes me a bad, bad person)--I have two assessments tomorrow, and it's already 11--and I'm sorry for that, but do just know that I'm going to be thinking about this - and about you. And yes, you will be fine, but please, don't go all crazy and destroy your liver. Sleep, work, write, eat. It sounds callous, but try and keep your mind off it.

*hugs* My thoughts are with you. ♥

[mijan.livejournal.com]

Hun, I'm gonna drink coffee tonight and bury myself in a fanfic I'm writing. That was already the plan. Don't worry, hun. I've gotten pretty good at keeping a level head over the years. People just don't realize it until the shit hits the fan.

*hugs* Take care of your academics, and I'll talk to you soon. <3

[lunalovegoddess.livejournal.com]

Exactly this. I'm sort of numb, because, although I'm not directly affected on a personal level, I feel ill when I hear of any loss of life. No one is unaffected by such an event. To my knowledge, I do not know anyone out there, but many of my family members have backgrounds in the military or are currently reservists now, and most likely have served together.