Drained.

Drained.

Emotionally. Physically. Mentally.

These past two days have left me absolutely nothing left to give.

My school put on a simulation of ‘Every 15 Minutes’ where we simulated a fatal drunk driving incident after prom. The driver was ‘arrested’, 2 ‘died’ one on scene and one off, and others were injured.

We also pulled 20 students from class that were to be representative of the Junior and Senior classes. The point was to literally scare kids out of drinking and driving.

We also held a ‘funeral’ for the students. And after they were reunited with their families, friends, and really everyone that wasn’t one of them or part of ASB.

My role. Occupy, the ‘living dead’ from 3pm to 7am.

As draining as this was, it was beautiful. It was beautiful to see 20 kids who hardly know each other (some didn’t know each others names) come together and build relationship’s with each other.

Yes. It was hard. Yes, we all cried. Yes, it was absolutely exhausting. Yes, I had multiple emotional melt downs. Yes, the words “I can’t deal” came out of me countless times.

But honestly, I would go back to school right now and do it all over again.

Because I believe in hat we did.

It blows my mind the ripple effect of drunk driving and the toll it can take on someone’s life. And, if all this did was help save just one life, or prevent one kid from doing something stupid, then its all worth it.