Bear with me:
I'm not one who's needed encouragement a lot through my life. I do what I do because I believe in it. I believe in helping good people and I believe that evil exists. I have helped those good people and there is no better feeling than turning someone's crappy day into a day they won't forget. I have also dealt with that evil and I have the unfortunate experience of never forgetting of what some people looked like before they did what they did or what they looked like before I was forced to do something to intervene.
I've never needed people to say "keep going," or "wow, you do such a great job." I don't need that, I just need to know that what I do is right and is just.
Today, I need someone to tell me to keep going.
Today I was informed that one of my co-workers had shot and killed his wife and then turned the gun on himself and ended his life. I've been doing this job for 12 years now and this one I don't know how to process. I just saw him a few days ago. We cleared buildings together, we swapped stories, we had each other's backs. In actuality, no had his, because he wouldn't let us. And I can't help but feel slightly responsible for not trying to do more.
Sorry, needed to vent.