This custody thing bothers me.
Part of it's just because I never thought it would happen,
And the other part is that I can see my oldest two whenever, because they drive,
But the twins are stuck on whatever weekends end up as mine,
And as much as I've told them not to hate things,
I have to admit that I really do hate this.
I miss being able to see them as often as I used to.
So, needless to say, sitting here in the squad room isn't helping.
Especially not when I'm solving a case that has to do with the sort of victims
That can't defend themselves…newborn children, abandoned, left alone…
To die, for the most part, but some are lucky, and they're found, and they make it.
I'd love to know where people get off doing that sort of thing.
But then again, I wouldn't,
Because all it would do is make me even more annoyed with the world than I already am.
Can't do the overcoming resistance with compassion, because this time,
I have none.
And I know it's the wrong thing to say, but just…
Holding onto that baby that this kid just threw away,
And for what?
To save herself, to hide a secret, to keep herself from being exposed?
There are better ways to do that.
Of course, that's just me, and hell,
What do I know?
I'm just some cop who's trying to ruin someone else's life.
Yeah, right.
Am I looking to ruin someone's life? No.
But am I looking to save someone's life? Bet your own life on it.
We'll see how it comes out.
…Don't understand how people can just do that, without thinking.
Without caring.
How they can look into the face of their newborn child and decide
It's not worth it. Not worth keeping. Not worth loving.
This is just…one of those cases, yet again.
Those have been happening a lot lately.
I wonder if it's just me.