I can empathize with Klebold here. It's hard for some parents to notice when their children are troubled if there's no concrete evidence. I have to appreciate Klebold's writing about her son's past, showing us an innocent kid who might have only started getting into foul play while around a certain person. It's a horrible thing when a person falls into a state of depression but, from this mother and happy family's perspective, it's not something that could have happened to the son who lived a fairly perfect life up to this point. Moreover, because depression could not have overtaken the child who was taught straight morals and values, the son would not have become violent on a whim. This story reminds me of many of the stories I'd heard back in Puerto Rico, in which children with loving families that taught perfect morals, values, and religions fell into depression, heartache, the "wrong crowd," and everything wrong that could only happen to those from broken families somehow made its way into this perfect one. Some of the children were only about to graduate high school, as Klebold's son seemed to be. Others had just passed age 12 when many signs of depression arose. Still, a few of these were close relatives of mine or friends of my relatives. (Don't get me wrong, though; I don't want to send the wrong message.)
I can empathize because I've almost been there and almost seen it a few times. It's never easy for parents to see when their children, raised in perfectly loving homes, are becoming depressed regardless of outside forces. It's not easy to force the truth out of those who say they can help themselves. Sometimes, depressing and sad things happen, and it's easy to forget that these things are probably no one's fault in the heat of the moment. I wish I could say something else, but, thanks to the honesty with which Klebold wrote this piece, I know a little more about a mother's love for her children and can only empathize.
Idida Z. Casado
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