It's weird but I vaguely remember being at college and watching images from the chaos in Laramie Wyoming following Matthew Shepherd's death. I couldn't have been though because I wasn't in school at that point. I have mentioned before that his death really impacted me. I am watching a show on his death; a sort of remembrance of him and his death. I was shocked, I was sad, and I was scared. Shocked because I couldn't believe such a thing could happen. Sad, because no one should be killed. No one should have gone through what he and others have gone through because of their sexuality. I won't get into why it scared me, because it's not important. What's important is that this documentary helps us remember why he died. It fully opened my eyes to the hate in the world and in our nation. It hurt in a way that I can't explain. Anyway, I suppose I should end this post.