I was heartbroken when a victim came to me telling me how she wished she never said anything to the health department because they made her feel bad for opening her mouth. However, I am glad that she said this to me, which is weird because of her; I know that God put people who need help or comfort in my presence. There should be understanding and compassion when you are dealing with a victim, and the only way they can survive is to use people such as myself that will help them live. These writings are from the experience I had to endure.