The revelations from the #EndSars protest have been overwhelming. Different stories from the Awkuzu SARS to almost all SARS unit in the country have been nothing short of horror.
The built up anger prompted me to join the protest much as any youth did ; online or offline. I joined my comrades thrice in various venues in my state with vigor and alacrity. The aftermath left me fatigued, but my oh my, I felt fulfilled.
Fast forward to the 20th of October, I was home, tweeting and retweeting, monitoring every feeds on the last stance of our heroes at LEKKI toll gate, to my horror, news filtered in on the ongoing shots fired by men in military fatigue. I went numb suddenly, a mix of anger and sadness with no clear way of expressing one of the emotions. My soliloquy went an up notch; although I kinda suppressed my emotions, I still discussed the events with my brother,friends and dad. On the 23rd of October I finally shed a few tears and immediately broke out a fever. I feel better now. During this physiological changes, my carnal mind kept telling me "dude you don't even know these victims", but I felt the pains, I guess we are all connected by our humanity.

Tell me, how are you fairing from the week's turn of events?
Any PTSD?