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Originally Posted by Snow Flake
I know it's still a sore topic, but did anyone loose anyone that day?
If so how did you cope with it?
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I lost a big someone: that part of me that thought "It could never happen in America". I lost that blissful ignorance of what was going on in the world around me. Politics? History? I didn't need to know about that stuff.
Wrong.
And I still know next to nothing about the whole thing, and it's overwhelming sometimes to realize how much I DON'T know. And to think about how I feel disgust and shame and outright horror about the teensy bit of stuff I DO know about makes me not want to know any more than I do.
But see, before, when I didn't know, I could have been excused for inaction, for complacency. Now I *do* know that there is stuff going on out there, and that excuse to bury my head back in the sand and that's ok won't fly anymore.
I'm broken.
So yeah, you can say I was lost in 9/11 too. I'm still alive, and I'm thankful for that, but it changed me fundamentally, even though I was across the country, just the same.