I want to talk about what happened in Orlando at Pulse Nightclub. I've definitely been thinking of this entire situation since 7am the day it happened. My good friend called that early to tell us and said she had waited two hours from when she initially learned of this monstrous tragedy. I knew something wasn't okay when I heard my phone vibrating crazy, I honestly didn't think it was the worst terror attack since 9/11 bad though. All I knew was my body recognized it was insanely early on a Sunday morning as I reached for my phone. As I ran to the TV I shouted to Hunter "There's been an attack!" This would be the start of a full 72 hours of being glued to all news, social media, and TV broadcasts. As some points it felt like a blur, like this isn't happening here, not Orlando. It's home to the happiest freaking place on Earth. WTF!! With every live update came more disbelief and more disgust for the monster who did this. A terrible...
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