I recently found out about an employee who killed 19 mentally disabled people at a hospital he worked at in Japan, because according to him, they were burdens, so it was better for the world if they were dead. What makes me even madder is the reason I just found out about it, and am just now reading into it was because I was at camp hanging around with friends old and new, a lot of whom have these types of disabilities. Friends who made me laugh, told me they loved me, and called me their best friend even though they hardly knew me. Friends who probably wouldn’t even think of killing anybody. They are in no way burdens. They’re human, just like we all are, and doesn’t God have a plan for every human on this earth? I hate when I hear stories like this, killing disabled people and helping with living assisted suicide. I love my life, and I’m happy living it, and I’m here to stop this, and to tell disabled people that you’re not a burden, and your life doesn’t have to be miserable. One of my passions is to educate people like this killer. I intend to do this until I die.
Ashley N. Moulin