
I wasn’t just a firefighter that day. I witnessed the moment when someone’s world came crashing down. Not because I’m brave, but because I had no choice. My hands were shaking, but not from fear… but from helplessness. Taking out people who only loved each other, who were only waiting for each other…you can’t forget that.
No one teaches us how to deal with it. We put out the flames, take out the bodies, but there is no one to put out what burns inside us afterwards. That whole day I kept everything inside me, while my wife and one-year-old daughter were waiting for me at home, which I didn’t even think about that day (which is very scary for me now that I think about it). I don’t know if it’s called professionalism, but it’s very ugly and selfish on my part. I didn’t even think about that until this moment. Maybe it’s because a large number of young children, families, ordinary passers-by were there, in front of me, trapped under several tons of concrete. And then, when I got home late at night, when I took off my uniform… just silence. And that silence broke me.
Sometimes it seems to me that I left a part of myself there, among those ruins, with them. That day, a part of me changed so much, my outlook on life, on people.
Don’t judge me, I’ve never told my wife, my friend, or my parents how I feel, mostly the answer is, it’s fine. But it’s been almost a year now, a year and no one damned answered. This rage and anger destroys me, because the fact that I was among those unfortunate people, whom I could have touched, and that I could eventually return home to my family, and they will never return to theirs…that kills me.
That’s why this evil needs to stop, that’s why we have to change first of all ourselves, so that we can fight against the arrogant regime, with the people who are responsible for that murder. To fight with "to people" for which I was in that place that day, witnessing the greatest tragedy that befell us.
Eternal glory to the victims, they live in us as long as we live…at least each of them will live in me. ♥️
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Auuufff…rajt in d filings…bratski zagrljaj za tebe druze…
Tužna realnost
Još tužnije što masa veruje zločincima
Хвала ти за ову причу и посао који радиш.
Држи се брате, све најбоље.
Ovo je nešto najtužnije.
Ja ne mogu

Kulja bes u meni, grizla bi ih po ulicama, grizla bi im sve sto imaju
“Pa šta!” – reče neki humanoid sa naočarima
VELIKI SI ČOVEK !!! Drži se !
Moj ti savet da izbacis to iz sebe sto pre, pricaj sa svojom suprugom ili nekom tebi bliskom osobom.
Dace Bog da oteramo ovo zlo i isteramo pravdu!
Gospode, kolika je ovo nacionalna tragedija, a da ne pominjem Ribnikar, pa i Dubonu.
Ухх… описујеш ваш оно што сам се одувек питао – “како ли је тим људима који морају да виде све то и да буду на лицу места…”
Држи се, не знам шта рећи да помогне, сем да разумемо, све нам је јасно, бар нама нормалнима које бес и туга хватају због свега…
Skolujem se da zbrinjavam ljude iz novih korumpiranih rusevina i plivam kroz ostale uzase nasih bolnica i smuci mi se i ono sto zaista volim s vremena na vreme. Ovde i ovako smisla jednostavno nema
Хвала ти што си поделио твоју тугу са нама и хвала ти на храбрости.
Brate moj, moraš se ispričati sa ženom. Umemo mi muškarci da krijemo takve stvari, čak nas i društo podstiče na to, ali to nije dobro. Razumem da želiš da zaštitiš decu od toga, ali tvoja žena će ti sigurno pomoći.
Stanje tvog uma je normalno u ovakvoj situaciji, pogotovo jer si ti doživeo tu tragediju mnogo bliže od ostalih. Za mene je jedan od najtužnijih dana u životu bio dan kada je preminuo Vukašin (16. žrtva). Jednostavno, moj um nije mogao da poveruje da je moguće da se neko uzalud borio 5 meseci, uz strašne bolove i komplikacije, a da se žvala na sve to izrugivao svojom posetom. Od tog dana mi je jasno da ovo mora da ide do kraja.
Izbaci to iz sebe.
I sve najbolje ti želim i tvojoj porodici.
Anđela & Miloš ♥️ 😥
brate..
Čovek si velikog srca, ali ovo su traume koje pomeraju iz ležišta i nekog ko je mnogo manje osećajan… dobro je što si se otvorio bar ovako nepoznatim ljudima, još bolje bi bilo da popricas i sa psihoterapeutom. Trebaš svojoj devojčici i supruzi, trebaš i ovom nesrećnom društvu, takvi dobri ljudi poput tebe ga jedini mogu izlečiti. Moj duboki naklon za tvoju hrabrost, i tad, i sad.