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Helpless

That's how I feel right now. Helpless. All I can do is be there for my friend. There are no words that can be said. No thing that can be done. Not a single thing will make this better for her.

Yesterday I received news that a friend and coworker of mine was going through something no parent should have to go through. Her daughter, Sweet Baby J, was born a couple weeks before the Littlest Little. It seems her father decided he wasn't feeling man enough yesterday morning. What better way to show how testosterone filled you are then to beat on your 7 week old daughter. Pardon my language people but here goes: What the fuck is wrong with you man? How the hell can you live with yourself?? She's a baby! You gave her a black eye. SEVEN WEEKS OLD! You dislocated her SEVEN WEEK OLD shoulder. What. The. Fuck? There's not a god damn thing in this world that she could have done, ever, for you to be able to justify hitting her. She's your flesh and blood. You helped create her. Were you trying to kill her? Is she an inconvenience to you and your life? Tough fucking shit asshat. I want to punch you in the balls jab a hot poker into one both of your testicles. Then I want to throw up all over you. 

Most of you that know me, know that I've dealt with child abuse and I've seen pretty much every type of fallout from it. I know people who've gone on to live their lives as we all are trying to do, I've known people who blame the past on their current behaviours, I've known people who shut out everyone in their lives because of their past and I've dealt with death following abuse. I don't want to see that with my friend and her daughter. I want to help in any way I can. I want to help her get away from him, I want to help put him in jail, I want to help somehow.

Another friend and I are going to see them at the hospital tomorrow. And tomorrow? Tomorrow I will be there for her because that's all I can do right now. That's what she needs.

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