Daddy Dearest

Some people make me sick. I don't even know what to add to that except this: I hope they never have children ever again. And I hope they suffer. I want someone to break their bones. I want their bones to heal crooked. I want their bones to be broken again. Ad infinitum. I want every waking moment to be filled with pain for them. How can someone abuse a defenseless baby? It physically sickens me.