I never cease to be bewildered by how vile and evil some people are in this world. I never cease asking myself how someone’s internal makeup can be so deranged that they hurt a child when my own instinct is to protect them so fiercely.
I never cease to be absolutely gutted that another human being has had to endure so much pain in their life through no fault of their own. I never cease to be amazed and inspired by the courage that survivors of abuse show when they come forward and tell their story.
This is what keeps me doing what I do. I am honoured to stand beside these people as they tell their story. They do so often to make things better for others — so that no other child has to go through the hell that they have been through.
Good and evil exist in this world. Strength and courage exist right along with horror and sadness. Not many things demonstrate that more than knowing what survivors have been through, and seeing them go on despite it.