One of my counseling professors recently said “everyone has their things that get them” in response to someone talking about the missing plane really upsetting them.

My professor mentioned feeling out of sorts from horrible news about kids being abused or neglected.

I think both of those things are horrible. And they both make me sad. But the coverage of the firefighters who died in Boston yesterday fighting a nine alarm fire is what’s getting me today. As I cry in spite of myself into my tea in my car. I never would have guessed this would make me so upset but I guess it’s just my thing that gets me.