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Children

I feel great compassion for children... how could I not, I used to be one myself once. Thus I know and understand how it is like to be little and in need of love, affection and security. In fact, I remember clearly the childhood fears as they continue to haunt me. I remember what it is like to not be secure and safe at night. I remember what it is like to be left alone, to be isolated, to be unhappy, disappointed, misunderstood and treated badly by adults. I met many horrible ones. And I can only imagine how those poor little souls feel that have it even worse; those that are battered, abused, neglected, violated, tormented and mercilessly treated without any love. It's so heartbreaking and it makes me so angry. No child should experience bad things.

Everybody has been a child once, yet it has always been like that - that children, the ones that need most love and protection are the ones that are made suffer the most. It is certainly not that long ago when children were not heard, seen or understood.

It is not that long ago that children in our western societies could be beaten and abused by their parents and it was socially accepted. It irritates me when people these days talk about "the good old times" when things were good and great. I wonder what time they mean by that. I have heard horrible stories of most ghastly child abuse and even torture back in our parents and grandparents' childhood and that was seen as "normal". You know how they forcefully potty trained kids back then? Or what they did to kids that peed in their beds at night? Children that wet their beds at night, clearly have a trauma of some sort they are going through. What they need is understanding and security, yet instead they were beaten for this and thus wet their beds even more. Can you even imagine what those kids went through...?

I wonder what was wrong with such people back then... I mean, seriously, how can anyone mistreat a child without feelings of compassion and think it's "normal"? And they all were kids once themselves and knew how it felt like. And then all these poor frightened children grew up and probably carried their insecurities and fears on to their children again.

Even today, our modern civilized society often seems to fail those that need most protection: children. It often seems the younger the child, the less it is worth. Crimes on children, neglect and abuse are not properly punished! And I mean PROPERLY punished, because there is no excuse for tormenting a child. Yet child tormenters get a few years in prison, and then they can repeat the crime on another helpless child.

The way we often witness child abusers being excused in court and set free again by the justice system is absolutely cynical and disgusting. And it sickens me when they explain "oh, the abuser did this because he had a bad childhood..." Eh, hello? If he had a bad childhood than he definitely should know better, and remember what it was like and thus have great compassion for children, not tormenting them. What a bad excuse! Often we witness that our "justice system" is far from just.

Having children is still perceived to be a "human right". And anyone can make one. Even those that absolutely should not have children because they have proven to be incapable or abusive, are not stopped from breeding more unhappy abused children.

We often witness "scummy mommies" that breed babies seemingly because they are unable to think about "complicated things" such as birth control. Proving again that the human mind can be far from intelligent and civilized. What about the children's right to be born into a worthy life?! This should be the first priority of our human rights! In all homes where there is instability and insecurity, children are the sad and lonely ones who pay the price.

Whenever I am out I try to smile at every child that passes me by alone... because I never know if this child has a sad, lonely or fearful life, and, just in case it has, I want it to know that the world is not all unkind.

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