Violated.

My workplace was violated yesterday.

It comes with the territory in what I do, but that doesn't make things any easier.

I can't say what happened or where I work, or anything else, but I do know that this whole thing pisses me off.  I'm mad.  It's not the first time I've been through this, not even the first time this year, but it's affecting my people, and they are kind of like my kids in a way. 

I can't stand to see them upset.  Or crying.  Or worried.  It just makes me sick.

I am well aware that times are tough out there.  I know that people are having a hard time making ends meet.  I know that this is an "easy way" for some.  A way to get three square meals a day, and roof over their head.  If they only knew what it does.  How long it takes for my girls to get back to "normal."  The "what if's?" it causes.

My people know what to do.  They are well trained on what to do, and how to respond.  That doesn't make it any easier.

Hopefully, this is it for a while.  I don't know if we could take another one anytime soon.