I live right outside the city and was deeply affected by the explosions. I was not there myself, but I did participate in the Jimmy Fund Boston Marathon walk two years ago. I was there, and celebrated at the same site/finish line where the explosions went off.

Not to mention I have a close friend who was working on the medical sweep team at the end of the finish line. He was there until 7pm helping.

It's unreal. I can't stop looking at the horrific pictures online. I mean, I was 20 and in college when 9/11 happened, which was unfathomable. Idk why this is hitting me even harder, maybe bc it's right next door, practically?

Is like I want to look at the pictures to see if there is a blown off leg, etc, How sick is that? I'm embarrassed to even admit it! I'm so ashamed. I even got to work today (I work at a college, which is another venue that has the high potential for shootings, by the near fact it's a college) and all I could do was go online. I feel like life is just so sad sometimes. It's horrifying. I even cry every now and then, and I don't even know anyone who was directly affected.

I woke up last night for a few minutes and forgot, for one split second, and then I woke up this morning and remembered. I don't even know how to process things..