I remember when tragedy struck and it always had such a profound impact on me when I was younger. I could feel this deep feeling in the pit of my stomach as I could not understand why people would hurt other people, would hurt themselves, or wish pain towards others. I always appreciated this ignorance to it though because I never really truly wanted to understand what evil truly was.

So, what’s heartbreaking is how numb I was to tragic events as it felt all to common. And I hate that sadness and disturbing events have become so integrated to our daily lives that it has become easier to accept how evil human beings can become so cold facing this pain each time and getting used to it.

We try so hard to understand what goes through the mind of bad people. We try to make excuses or try to make light of situations. 

Truth is though that we should never grow accustomed to destruction, to pain, and sadness. We should never be okay with hatred and see life as a joke when it’s so precious. We should never want to give up on this world and the people in. We should always have that deep feeling of sadness, this feeling of not being able to understand it all…because it means you still have hope for this world. This hope that there is more good than bad…❤