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Pondering

Today I am thankful for experts.

I still can't sleep.  I'm sleeping even less after talking to that social worker.

I contacted a national expert on sexual abuse pertaining to teenagers.  I know she can tell me if I'm right.

If not....I don't know. 

I DID promise that if anything happened to the child I am worried about that I would be the first person at the DAs office clutching emails, screenshots and evidence.

This wouldn't be the first time I've taken an abuser down. 

The last time, it involved a young man being kicked down a flight of stairs and beaten regularly.  His mother was a prostitute who was hooked on meth.  His step-father was the pimp. 

The young man would call me crying and in pain. 

I'd call my friends at the cop shop.

The officers were frustrated because they couldn't do anything.
They could see the bruises.

Social services would NOT intervene.  

After two months of this, I had to resort to spell casting. 

It worked in less than a week.  Mom was arrested.  The drugs were removed from the house. Step-dad was banished.  The kids got to stay with their favorite aunt until mom was rehabilitated. 

The kid is grown now.  He has just started college. 

He's alive.

*****

I wonder...

If a perpetrator is an Anarchist, would he prefer that I use the justice system? 

Or would he prefer that I put together a vigilante group. 

Which one makes me less statist?

The Anarchists I know tell me to call social services when I have concerns. 

Vigilante groups are more fun.

*****


You know something, I am beginning to believe that irresponsible people hide behind Anarchism. 

That's not a nice thing to say given that there are numerous people out there who believe in that line of political reasoning: These are the people who tell me that the protection of children is far above any political ideology.

There are people, though, who claim that there shouldn't be a government to regulate whether they sleep with their daughters, beat their kids, drive drunk and so on.  I agree....but before government got so big they were in the middle of everything, we had vigilante groups. 

Vigilante groups provided the social pressure that kept everyone in line.



Maybe that's what I need to do? 

Maybe I need to dress up like Batgirl and go to town. 

Just teasing. 

It's obvious that I need sleep. 

Man, I hope there is nothing to this. 

*****

I learned something.  If a man is going to send you hundreds of abusive emails when he's angry at you, its best you not introduce him to your children.  He'll do the same to them. 

Lesson learned.

I may or may not let you know what the expert says.  My gut feeling is she'll tell me to leave it alone.

We are all better safe than sorry. 

Love ya,

S.





Edit:  I didn't like the answer I received.
This is a nightmare.

By law, I have to report suspected abuse.  I was informed that it doesn't matter if the child is a client or not.  Once I'm registered as a psychotherapist, the mandated reporting law kicks in for any situation where I suspect abuse and/or neglect of a child. 

I don't know.

NOTE: If you're dating a psychotherapist, please keep your crazy parenting to yourself. Don't send numerous bizarre emails claiming your child is scarred and then berate your psychotherapist friend.  If you must do that, do not let your kid go to a social networking forum to apologize for having those traits you claim your "narcissistic" psychotherapist ex-girlfriend has.

Damn....I'm feeling sick to my stomach.

I am looking forward to the drama being over. 


I'm not sure what I am going to do. 

Maybe I'll consult a final expert. 



This feels like deja vu.


I remember the day the cops told me that my ex-husband was my stalker.  I couldn't believe it. 

It feels like that when shrinks tell me that there is a good chance that Steve is a sexual abuser.

I don't think so.



Maybe.....maybe someday I'll share why they say that. 

I don't know if I should. 

I did check the sex offender registry.  He wasn't there.

I'm hurting. 

I was a naĆÆve fool.





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