I have two and a half years of witnessing the victimization of children at the hands of pedophiles; dealing with a justice system that is inadequate and overburdened. I can't sleep anymore. I'm afraid to leave my kids with anyone. I'm over cognizant of the affection my kids give me, and that I give my kids (hugs, kisses, my 9 year old daughter wanting to hold her Daddy's hand--and I can't because I see those child rapists)--I don't know where to turn; don't want to burden others with my anger; with the things I've seen. Don't even know if this is the right forum--just figure people here might understand--I'm trying; I sit eye to eye with them and feed their appetite for admission--my skin crawls; how may times have I wanted to take the badge off and do the Hollywood thing: put the barrel in their mouths and cure another disease. (sorry for the rant--just need someone to talk to.
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