I have pulled dead, mangled bodies from cars.
I have lied to people as they were dying.
I said you are going to be fine as I held their hand and watched the life fade out.
I have held dying babies. Bought lunch for people who were mentally ill and haven't eaten in a while.
I have had people try to stab me. Fought with men trying to shoot me.
Been attacked by women who have had the sh_ _kicked out of them by their husband; as I was arresting him.
I have held towels on bullet wounds.
Done CPR when I knew it wouldn't help just to make family members feel better.
I have torn down doors, fought in drug houses. Chased fugitives though the woods.
I have been in high speed car chases.
Foot chases across an interstate during rush hour traffic.
I have been in crashes. Been squeezing the trigger about to kill a man when they came to their senses and stopped.
Waded through large angry crowds by myself. Drove like a mad man to help a fellow officer. Let little kids who don't have much sit in my patrol car and pretend they are a cop for their birthday.
I have taken a lot of people to jail. Given many breaks.
Prayed for people I don't even know. Yes and at times I have been "violent" when I had to be. I have been kind when I could.
I admit I have drove to some dark place and cried by myself when I was overwhelmed.
I have missed Christmas and other holidays more than I wanted too.
Every cop I know has done all these things and more for lousy pay, suckie hours and a short life expectancy. We don't want your pity, I don't care for your respect.
Just let us do our jobs without killing us.
(Anonymous)
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