When I first saw the news that Chester Bennington passed away, I felt like someone had punched me in the gut. I immediately cracked open Google to make sure his Wikipedia page wasn’t updated with the hope that this was another elaborate hoax.
I’m scared of being a parent.
In fact, I’m terrified of being a parent.
Coming from a society that tells you to bite your teeth and endure even when the world is burning around you – you’d be scared to procreate and make someone like you. Growing up, I had an alright childhood – we weren’t very rich nor were we very poor and even if we couldn’t afford the privileged comforts most kids had, we were satisfied.
I had the strangest day this Thursday while at work. A friend of mine had shared an upsetting story of a friend of hers whom had tragically passed away because of working too hard on a project.