ughhh that conversation at parties is the worst. I really believe that it’s not your responsibility to make sure people are comfortable—I really like “great question! I wish I knew” or something like that and then changing the subject really quickly.
I'm here for an education thing for work and I didn't think anything of it until I had to walk past the stairs up to the emergency entrance. It made me feel empty again, all this suffering with nothing to show for it. The knowledge now it was a little girl we lost.
Sat by the lake now calming myself down, at least it's pretty and seeing water helps for some reason
Anyway that's my little rant.