Fuck This

I really wish there was something I could do to help the abused people in this world who refuse to seek refuge. I mean the women or men in relationships who are still at the point of believing either its their fault, or this is normal, or its the only way their life works or whatever other excuse they come up with. I wish there was a way I could take the children involved away from that life and hug them and hold them and tell them I love them. I hate living in a place where there is so much hate and trauma and despair. I hate knowing that these poor children are at home being screamed at by their alcoholic parents because they wants to wear a shirt that's too big for them. I'm three doors down. I should just walk over there and ask him to come play with us. That poor poor boy. I'm so thankful that my children are loved and supported and respected. I'm so thankful that I'm not corrupted by alcohol or drug abuse and therefore not destroying the wonderful parts of my children. I'm not taking away their innocence. I just want to hug that little boy. I want him to know that he is loved. I hate this so much. I love him so much.