Yesterday there was a shooting at my school. Luckily I wasn’t there but hearing my friends stories brought up a, I guess a form of ptsd. Because 4 years ago at my old school a criminal broke in and we had to go in lockdown. I remember the sheer look of terror on peoples faces. But now the thought of losing all my friends is bringing all that back up. And I know what happened is not about be, but o don’t know how to be there for my friends without breaking down.