I suppose my understanding and trauma from not only the past but now inform my anti criminal mindset. I am still in contact with hardened criminals yet I know I can’t fundamentally trust them. The violence they inflict even in recent years is disturbing and unsettling. I am repelled by stabbings and even the notion of someone tasting another’s blood as intestines spill out.

The reason I never see it in front of me is because I have built a wall around myself. My words are my knives, my baseball bats the rush into a drug dealers lair ready to spill blood. Words are my weapons. A friend said the other day that people will never really know what we went through. Even today we barely know who we are now. I am fully armed with words so watch your step and know that I am ready for anything.