“It means where we were hurt, broken by others, we reflect on what happened to us, and vow never to let it happen to anybody we love, let alone ourselves.”
I wound up rescuing animals and being a psycho-b*tch to people hurting kids.
A bunch of bikers formed “BACA” [bikers against child abuse] and they escort the witness children to the trials, sit with them and generally form a huge, scary, glowering circle of protection around the children so that they are not afraid to testify against their abusers.
The kids *know* they will ~never~ have to fear any “unaddressed” reprisals from their perps.
Fierce, dark guardian angels in leather and studs watch over those kids.
I wish there was a chapter near here.
Hubby and I would join it in a heart beat....and relish it like few people could truly understand.
[he’s ~my~ dark guardian angel...a hairy, scary saint given to me by God and he stands by me when I get “freaky” from the flashbacks]
Some might even say "appropriately protective".