Why

I'm sitting here. Crying. Tears streaming down my face. Watching news footage about the shooting at the Colorado movie theater. Wondering why.

Why do bad things have to good people?

Why do they have to happen to people so young?

Why can't everyone just live a full life, why do some lives have to get cut so short?

Why are things like this allowed to happen?

It isn't fair.

{and don't give that "life's not fair" bullshit. I ain't looking for generic, cliche, and overused mantras here}

I heard the oldest person killed was only 45. Most of them were young adults. My brothers age. He died tragically too. Like them, his life was cut way to short as well.

When will I be able to watch tragedies like this without sobbing?

Will I ever be able to watch things like this without thinking of my brother?