I slept like a baby

Sometimes, I meet people in real danger.  I am talking about the kind that someone can end up in a coffin over.  I used to think that they were scared to come out.  Now, I think that there is something that they gain for being in the situation, even if the situation is bad.  I saw the danger a person was in and I knew that doing something about it, would destroy the thing she loved about it.  In order to help her, I would have to hurt her.  As I accessed, the look in her eyes pleaded for me to just be quiet.  She wanted me to allow her to continue in the awkward situation  and let it be.  Well, there was tears.  I filled out a ton of paperwork.  I talked to people and they talked to their people.  One by one, her world fell apart.  There was anger and veiled threats.  There was shaking fist and profane words.  There was a decision and nothing about it was pretty.  I didn't mean to make it pretty.  I meant to make it safe.  Even though her world was left in ruins, I went home and slept like a baby.