Monday, February 13, 2012
I wish I never watched Law & Order: Special Victims Unit...or the local news. I wish my job in healthcare didn't expose me to children who suffer from abuse, stupid parents, and/or straight up neglect. Somehow, I wish I could go back in time and tell my former self that the images and themes in some of those movies, documentaries, infomercials, tv shows, and books I read, would haunt me later in life. I wish I could have closed my ears to my friends who work in schools and in social services...whose stories make me want to throw up.
I can't handle it. Perhaps it's because my heart is more tender towards children now? I recognize sweet Clara's face in every baby I see. Even seeing barefoot babies, or bald babies, in the cold weather, makes me die inside...to the point of blurring my vision from tears.
I will admit that before I had Clara, children's issues were tender to me, as they are to anyone with a soul. But now - I literally can't handle it.
And now these kinds of stories are on Facebook via articles that are easy to post...and I can't even avoid it. Tell me...is there a hole I can hide in? Better yet...is there a place I can hide my child to keep her safe from all of the psycho predators and scary bad people?