I wrote a short bio about myself, very cold and generic, and I told about my mission. However, what I told no-one is what drove me to this moment of my life where I chose to speak and try to help others before it happens, before they become victims.

I’ve seen too many dead bodies, too many women beaten to death by their partners. But the one thing I cannot get out of my mind are the desperate cries of two young parents while I carried the body of their eight months old baby in my arms.

It’s infuriating to know that some tragedies can be avoided and yet there are people who let them happen. I’m tired of always being there too late when there is nothing else left to do than to punish those responsible. And even then, the punishment doesn’t equal the pain they’ve caused and the lives they destroyed. It is said that every life is sacred and yet some carry more promise than others.

So no, this isn’t just a blog, it’s a warning.
I can’t undo what I’ve seen but I can make sure you don’t have to see it too. One post at a time. One truth at a time. Starting here.
Because no child should die like that.
And no one should stay silent until it happens again.