Friday, April 19, 2013
I spent 4 years living in Boston. Loved every minute of it. Except the winter. And the super hot summers. And the high cost of living. But I have great memories there nonetheless, and I left many friends behind.
This past week has been surreal for me. I used to go watch the marathon, enjoyed walking around the city, and generally felt safe. As much as Monday's events shook me, today's are much much more difficult to watch. Seeing live pictures on facebook from a friend's house, right next to where the shootout occurred, to pics of the bullets lying on the street, to the portion of a bomb right next to her jeep, I can't stand that this is happening right near those I care about. I understand on the broader world scale this kind of thing happens. Terror happens. Crazy happens. And it should be just as disturbing when no matter where it happens, be it Syria, Iraq, Chechnya, or Boston. But honestly, it's not. It's harder to watch when someone I care for is at risk. Maybe that makes me selfish.
But now I have to do something else selfish. I need to just turn it off. Give myself a break from the coverage. Because watching it with my eyes wide open is causing me significant anxiety, and doesn't really help anyone anyway. So time to turn it off. Watch with my eyes wide shut.
To anyone in Boston, I hope you stay safe. I'll check in tomorrow night---hopefully by then it will all be over.