Can you remember the first time you ever killed someone?
Strangely…yes and no. See, I remember where and when it was, but I don’t exactly remember doing it. I think I was panicking a lot, so I acted a lot on instinct. I didn’t really fully realize that I had taken someone’s life away until a couple days later.
I’d like to say that it’s all just part of the job and that I’m used to it by now…but honestly, it still gets to me every now and then. I know those guys that I’m killing might be just like me. I have to separate myself from it, but I end up having some pretty melancholy days.
I guess I’m just a bit sensitive. But in the end, doing what I do, it’s worth it.
Gee, that was a long answer to a simple question, wasn’t it?