We’re never dispatched into happy homes No, we’re sent into the broken ones We’re tasked to save the stabbed, shot, beaten and brutalized We witness the child holding his broken toy left behind by a burglar The vacant stare in the woman who knows a stranger has been touching her lingerie The anger and grief…
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Have you ever sat down and analyzed the failures in your life, ever stacked them up next to your successes and measured them? I do. For every success, I seem to have an equal or greater number of failures. Even my successes are riddled with failures. We are breathing so that in itself is a…
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I’m doing some research on PTSD, specifically in Law Enforcement. If you, or someone you know can recommend websites, books, etc., that addresses PTSD, please let me know. I’ve found a few on the internet but I was hoping someone with first hand experience can recommend a few.
September 11th 2001 It was a typical Tuesday morning for me. As we did most every day in Homicide, we met in the Lieutenants office and drank coffee while we discussed our current cases. The Lieutenant or sometimes one of our secretaries would make a pot of Cuban Coffee and pass it around to everyone…
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