(September 4, 2018 at 3:17 pm)Wololo Wrote: The other ten percent kills me.
First of all sorry for this venting, normally I can control my emotions. But I'm a bit drunk tonight.
A fair few of ye probably know I work for An Garda Síochána ( the Irish police). What may not be known is that a large part of the stuff I see is child welfare stuff.
Most of what passes my desk is "mammy and daddy had a shouting match and the kids started crying". Nothing major and nothing needing further attention.
But the other stuff.... For example six months ago a young girl committed suicide, she was being bullied at school and had previous child sexual abuse issues. The social workers had clowed the bullying, even I could see the bullying was an issue arguing that the Guards should do something (not that any Guard disagreed with me) but it was closed to the social workers so no dice. Another example is a young girl, her father is a convicted child molester who isn't supposed to be within a country mile of her. But her mother let the father in the house and a neighbour witnessed him feeling her up.
I fully believe in rehabilitation but there are some people I'd rather see "jump" off the top of the station, and would even "encourage" them myself.
Sorry again for venting, but sometimes it gets on me.
You’ve gotta get that shit out, or it will eat you alive. Don’t ever apologize for that. I could never do what you do. Even if I saw stuff like that once a year, it would be too much. I can barely read the news without it ruining my day. Sorry you have to carry that stuff around with you.
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