While we continued looking into what happened before, during, and after
the shooting, and the heart-wrenching death of our only daughter, we kept
saying the same thing:
“Why didn’t the murderer speak up? Why didn’t his mom
ask for help? Why didn’t someone at the school that morning notice
how strange the murderer was acting and
SPEAK THE F#$K UP!? Why didn’t he
SPEAK THE F#$K UP!? Why didn’t anyone
SPEAK THE F#$K UP!?”
Publicly, the boy who took our daughter’s life seemed like a normal
student. He had good grades, took AP classes, participated in sports,
and was even a boy scout.
Privately, his life was a disaster. He had a troubled family life, was
incredibly depressed, and even turned to self-harm to cope with his situation.
While he journaled about his negative thoughts, he and the people around
him never had the courage to
SPEAK THE F#$K UP.
While looking through Gracie’s texts with friends, we kept noticing
an acronym in many of their messages. It was usually written after a funny
comment, or a “can you believe that” sort of quote.
The acronym was “tf,” an even shorter form of the popular “wtf.”
The SPEAK(TF)UP!™ movement was born.