Man in the Mirror

Time for an emotional post. Michael Jackson. That subject is a very sensitive subject on my part for reasons no one could possibly understand, but that is how is. Yesterday I had a presentation where I talked about him and today there was a documentary on TV about his last moments so he has been on my mind. Because of that I think it is time for me to let out some feelings.

Michael Jackson is the most amazing person I've ever "known". No, I didn't know him personally and he had no idea who I was but I knew him, and still do in my own way. I know him as The King of Pop, the amazing performer with the huge voice and crazy dance moves. I know him as the shy little boy in a way that he was in all his interviews and so forth. I knew him as the goof he was in his home videos. So I do know him in my own way, and I could never describe it. What I can say however is that I love him so much!

I knew obviously that he had an addiction to pain killing medication, but actually seeing it like I just did in this documentary just made it so much harder. It hardly took a second before I lost it and was in tears. I could feel my heart breaking slowly while watching this. It is truly horrible what he went through and I am so sad that the most amazing person ever lived had to go through all this pain, all these sicknesses and all this judgement. His inner took over his outer and it wasn't his fault. His addiction, his death, it wasn't his fault. He gave and gave and no one gave back. Lovely man! Michael, I am so sorry for all the crap you were put up with, I can't describe it but the world apologizes and I can only hope now that the man in the mirror, is now on the other side where it is better.

Just read this and THANK YOU to whoever wrote it. At least one person has some understanding for the way I feel.