There is no justice…only shades of lesser evils.
What do you do if you go into a game knowing the deck has been stacked? What if there is no way to stop what was happening, only ways to mitigate the damage? What would you choose? Even if doing it ripped your whole soul to shreds? What if your already tortured daughter turned her eyes up to yours and told you she didn’t want to be forced to testify in court? Would you shed a few tears inside, suck it up and choose discretion as the better part of valor?
Do I have a duty to pursue what I KNOW we could prove or a duty to protect my daughter from further emotional trauma and stress? I’m a fighter and this is wrong!! It’s wrong of a school to bully children like they are. It is wrong of these people to get away with what they do. Further more it is wrong of them to shatter a child’s world with a lie. And to go home and feel fine with that lie. How can they stomach it? I can barely stand to be in the same room with these people. It’s even more difficult for me to not go the route of a trial against them based on all that she has endured. I don’t know if protecting her from having to testify in court was the right thing to do…..but I was there alone. Just the two of us against the world.
She sat curled up into me with my shawl wrapped around us both. She kept saying she was cold but I knew it was because she was scared. She’s her mother’s daughter – never one to show weakness in the face of an enemy. She knows how to keep her mouth shut, she just chooses not to most of the time. Today she was quieter than I ever hear her. I know that child better than I know myself – she is fascinating to watch. A study in contrasts. She is a mosaic full of brilliant, shining pieces. I love her to death but she is too vivacious to cuddle for long or hold my hand for that matter and she was doing both the whole long hours we sat in court today. The closer we got to home the more relaxed she became. Once Bubba got in the car my little Tornado was back.
I hate that they changed the way that she sees the world. I am so sad every time I see her eyes turn wary at the sight of a group of people. I know she doesn’t trust the world, that she won’t ever trust “establishments” to keep her safe – maybe never again and it breaks me. She turns those eyes to me and asks me to keep her safe and the heavy burden falls on my shoulders to make damn sure I don’t break THAT trust. So, off to battle once again my friends.
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