Some of us lay our souls completely bare to everyone around us.
Some of us find comfort in helping–sharing information, searching for resources, offering a shoulder, donating.
Some of us stare mutely and refresh, refresh, refresh.
Some of us look for a reason, any sort of logic behind it all.
Some of us seek someone or something to blame.
Some of us lose hope.
Some of us find strength.
Some of us cry, alone, and push forward because it’s all we can do.
There are so many ways. But in the end, we all mourn.