The only way to protect someone is to give them the freedom to choose. You must give them all the information and trust that their decision will be the right one for them.
You hope that the decision will coincide with yours. But it might not. And that’s ok. It has to be ok.
Taking away someone’s choice by providing narrow or no information is manipulation.
Ignorance is not safety.
It sucks. We want to protect the ones we love. But treating them like a child because it hurts you to take the neccesary steps. Because you think you know better… Takes away their agency. Doing so is a betrayal of their trust.
Iron Kissed by Patricia Briggs is a hard read.
I’d forgotten the rape in Iron Kissed. I think I blocked it out. I fills me up with rage. Makes me want to find whoever would do this and remove them from the world. I know it’s a novel, but I also know it happens. And that, often, the victim feels like it is their fault. That our so called justice system makes them out to be complicit in their own attack. It fills me with cold rage. I understand Adam’s reaction and the frustration at not being able to do anything to help his love. He was too late. And now that he’s here he doesn’t know how to make it better. Everything he is, every contact, every skill cannot make it better. And you can’t kill someone twice.
Our world is broken that this occurs in it. Doubly so that those who commit these atrocities are allowed to walk free. To keep breathing.