Doctor Z
09-10-2006, 05:30 PM
I'll start by saying, I'm a native New Yorker. Born and raised in The Bronx. I was in The Bronx on September 11th... I saw smoke from my rooftop. I didn't lose anyone on that day, and I consider myself very fortunate for that. But despite not losing anyone, I, like most New Yorkers, spent the next 4 or 5 months in a daze.
I've run the gamut of emotions, from shock, outrage, anger, numbness, and depression... But for some reason, it took me 5 years to feel nothing but pure sadness. I was watching a broadcast tonight on CBS of that foreign guy's on-location documentary of 9/11, which I have actually seen before, so it wasn't even my first time viewing this...
But suddenly it all washed over me at once, fresh in my mind, like it was yesterday. The sounds, the cries, the police sirens, the radio broadcasts... I started crying like a baby in front of my television. It felt kind've good, but it also occurred to me as kind of strange that it took me 5 whole years to reach this point.
I've run the gamut of emotions, from shock, outrage, anger, numbness, and depression... But for some reason, it took me 5 years to feel nothing but pure sadness. I was watching a broadcast tonight on CBS of that foreign guy's on-location documentary of 9/11, which I have actually seen before, so it wasn't even my first time viewing this...
But suddenly it all washed over me at once, fresh in my mind, like it was yesterday. The sounds, the cries, the police sirens, the radio broadcasts... I started crying like a baby in front of my television. It felt kind've good, but it also occurred to me as kind of strange that it took me 5 whole years to reach this point.