Wednesday, December 19, 2012

I’m not going to comment…

I’ve been playing shrink to a number of people lately… having lost both my parents by my 26th birthday and my 3-ish year old cousin, I’m somewhat of an “expert” on depression/mourning after a close family member passes away.

Other than the reaction blog entry a few days ago, I’ve said very little. The majority of my posts on Facebook related to the shooting are in the form of shared links. I’ve been trying to keep quiet and not add my voice to the deafening roar.

And I’ve been asked why - seeing how I never know when to shut up.

Publicly, I’ve said nothing regarding the Newtown shooting, except that I have a college friend whose daughter was killed. I’ve mentioned being on the fence as to whether or not I’m making the four hour trip to attend the wake/funeral. I’ve donated to both the Engel family and the UConn scholarship set up for the surviving children and their siblings in Newtown. I have no public opinion on gun control. I’m ambivalent regarding the media’s insistence on tying this back to some sort of mental illness.

In the end, it boils down to the fact that I don’t have the “right” words to describe what happened, or my reaction to the flood of emotions I’ve experienced.

Sometimes it’s best to just keep your mouth shut.

This situation is fucked up enough as it is without me saying something in my normally tactless manner and managing to make it worse…

Posted by Matty on 12/19 at 11:45 AM