Updating the blogg

Rule: When happy - the entries flood in
Exception: No exceptions - when sad...so impossible to write because of all the things you cannot say

I wish sometimes that you could go back in time and prevent bad things from happening. But you can´t. So you have to sit here, stunned by the worst news possible. Seeing images in your mind. And no stopping them.

I am appaled by how cruel adults can be towards children. And the worst part is when they start to defend themselves, putting part of the blame on the kids.

The anger I have felt scared me, but I also know that I cannot carry this anger for long. I choose, instead of bitterness and something in my life being destroyed, to act. I have put up fences and made rules and that is how I prevent this cruel, sick man from ever coming close to any children I am responsible for.

He needs help. But will he understand how sick he is? Will he understand what he has done? Will he stop?

How can you live with yourself?