What would you do if you heard that a mother hit and yelled at her feverish three years old son for not wanting to take his medicine?
Okay, child abuse is not something I normally write about in this blog. It is a far too heavy subject for me to digest. It is not my call. I promise I will continue to keep away from it unless I decide to write a novel about it which is definitely not something I would enjoy doing as I find it horrible almost unbearable even though I don’t personally know the family, I only met the child a few times.
I feel impotent. I have absolutely no business with them, I cannot step forward to save the child from his mother’s insanity. Even if I wanted to I wouldn’t know what to do and anyway one thing I learned last year: don’t put your nose into other people’s sh*t because you will have to carry around the smell for months. I’m still carrying.
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