Why I fight, in many ways, is synonymous to why I write. I fight, and I write, because it is the only way for me to make sense of the senselessness of life, of a society unjust, of the American public that does not care about my plight nor the fact that my story is not unique, nor is my victimhood isolated.
I fight CPS- because if I don’t fight, than I may as well have my heart amputated so it does not rot from the gangrene of the soul. I fight CPS – because it is the good fight, because I want to be able to sleep at night knowing I stood in the face of injustice, because to fight for what is right, is the good fight after all.
I fight CPS because if I don’t, I might cry.
When my son was taken from me, I thought all had gone out of the light. But then he was returned, the light came back. And now I still fight. I will fight until the light returns…
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