M.I.A.

I have been working for sometime on a post about the fact that this is Family Violence awareness month. I like to use some shock'n'awe statistics and then wrap it up with what there is to be optimistic about.

I'm not feeling that way-

I'm nearly in tears when I'm driving to work this morning because there's been a tragedy in the family. My sister's friend slash boyfriend slash ex slash I-don't-know is going to have an unbelievably sad existence and no matter how shocked I am at the details of what unfolds, I find my feelings for him to be pity. There are so many secrets about his life, and I'm sure they'll unfold in a climactic Lifetime movie- but in the meantime. . . I have to wonder what happened that is so bad.
I get to work- dry it up- and I'm just so tired today. I'm just drained. I catch up with the Education Coordinator who presented to 6th graders today--- it happens, I'd say at least every couple weeks, when a student approaches the presenter and explains that someone touches them inappropriately. I never feel sad. I feel relief that they feel it doesn't have to be that way- it doesn't have to be bad.
I leave the office. I'm thinking about the day- I'm thinking about what I'm going to do when I get home- I'm thinking that today is the day that it is more sadness than I think I want to deal with. I think it's more than I can really ever get peace on.


So- yesterday, I got the word. I'm going to be Dallas County's new Misdemeanors Caseworker for the District Attorney in the Family Violence Division. (I will provide more information on this when I figure out what it really is).
This means that I can't handle the problem today- but everyday I am finding a way to be optimistic.

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