isn't much I can say here, except sorry.
I'm so sorry
for your loss, I know what it's like to lose someone to the unknown,
and for you to lose someone so young, to a monster, is inconsolable.
for you, and I hope that God will comfort you, and I hope that someday
you will be able to let go of your anger, and forgive. Not for the
sake of the monster, but for you.
Life is not
fair most of the time, either to the good or the bad, and it's way to
unpredictable, while sometimes being way too predictable. But when a
monster walks into a college classroom and steals away your daughter
or son, your best friend or your significant other, your niece or
nephew or your sister or brother, there are not words that can
describe it, or in any possible way make it better.
The only thing
the rest of us can do is say sorry. I wish I could make it better. I
wish I could have stopped this monster before he got started.
That is what
he is, just to make sure we are all speaking the same language, a
monster. A monster with a capital M. He's not a victim of anything,
he's not just some loner. He's not a poor misunderstood
youngster who couldn't take it anymore and snapped. He's not to be
revered or held up in any such light. He's a monster spawned from hell
and that's where he's ended up. End of story.
So many good
and kind people have dealt with the same, some many loners, and
troubled people. So many have felt so alone, and hurt and let down. So
many have felt different or unworthy, so many with poor self-esteems.
But to hurt another wouldn't have even crossed their minds, because
they weren't monsters, they bared their cross and dealt with their
pain as decent human beings.
I don't care
what this monster's name is, and I don't want him glorified or his
personal situation "brought to light" to figure out why this
happened. There isn't a pattern here other than monster leaves
hell, inflicts unspeakable pain and trauma on some good and decent
young people, and monster punches his own ticket back to from where he
came. That's how this story should read. End of story.
I don't know
why bad things happen to good people, I image that might be one of my
questions for God, if I get to meet him someday. But I do know
that I won't demean the life of the one you lost here, by rationalizing
his actions. And I won't accept the opinions of those
who try to do just that.
For all of
those good people who have ever suffered and endured hardship, and for
all of those people like me, who aren't perfect yet courageously carry on, we won't
"put into perspective" what this monster did.
What he did
was commit the highest act of selfishness in the most cowardly fashion
and all of us should spit on his memory and distance ourselves from
his behavior, and not try to "figure it out".
I'm so sorry
for your loss, I pray for you. And I hope you will be ok.