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That early Fall day is etched somewhere between my brain and my soul. I cant logically think it away, and I cant touch it with prayer and meditation. 
I have dealt with failures in my life, some I caused, others were the result of years of neglect, as a result it is paramount to succeed.
My brain woke up about the time the screaming became extremely intense. Then my mind started calculating what had just happened.
We were eating dinner. The beautiful seven year old mind in a 30 yr body sitting across from me was just enjoying the meal. Now the terror in his face was palpable. Blood curling tones that made my nerves stand on end, heart race, and feel like a doe caught in a snare. 
Concentrating on the words being said, a quick scan of the room told me that this was the result of something he couldn't stop. 
As the person next to him held the source in their hand. Allowing familiar voices speak in disgusting and dehumanizing manners. Accusing, threatening, and scaring the 7 year old mind of the helpless 30 year old, who did not understand the words, the meaning other than it meant scary things were going to happen to him. 
The only recourse to be made was that he could hit the one allowing it to happen. 
When my brain woke up, I knew I had to act. Be damned the polite society of don't ask, don't tell. Be damned the heirachery of being the lowest on the totem pole. 
The freedom of not being subjected to abusive powers was what he deserved.
Leaving the weight to fall on my shoulders so he could be free. 
My failure to wake up sooner, makes me regret not stopping the whole ordeal from happening. 
I live in fear of that failure. I rejoice that in one way I set someone free yet it isn't enough to forget my failure to respond sooner. 

Bless you dear. I hope you continue living well now.