"It Could've Been Us" - Manchester Attack
This week, I have found it difficult to get on with any task, no matter how big or small, purely because I constantly felt this twinge of sadness. This background of guilt that caused me to almost cry at the smallest things. I felt so frail; after I heard about what happened in Manchester. At first, I was shocked. Just pure shock reverberated inside of me. Then soon after, devastating sadness. I didn't know any of the victims or injured personally, and nor will I claim in any way to take ownership of this tragedy, but I have always had an over empathetic way of thinking. A sensitive mind. Writing has always helped me. Creating something or just purging out my thoughts into words. So, here goes. A lot of my social media friends, peers who I've seen on my timeline on various different platforms for the last three years, attended that show. It was close. Too close. Last year, I had been at that very same arena with my mother and sister; the two people I love most
