At least I have this blog. Blogger keeps legal records of whatever's posted when.
I am too scared to call the police because I am worried about the emotional and psychological ramifications for my poor daughter at her Dad's house. She already carries such a burden, I wouldn't want to make it worse for her. I care for her and love her very much.
I cannot do what is right because I am afraid of what they will do to her if I do.
There have been other injuries where medical attention was not sought for my daughter and I have been concerned about her safety for this reason at her father's for some time.
A 2000 lb or 3000 lb car runs over a foot, your child's foot, and you don't take her to the hospital and make sure nothing's broken or strained, that she doesn't need a cast or crutches or even bandages? Surely it's not just me who finds this reprehensible?
Yet I can do nothing for fear of what they will do to her if I do.
Catch 22. Kafka's reality. It sucks, let me tell you.
Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
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