Did the Murder of George Floyd Lead to the End of My 17-Year Career in Scotland?
Today marks the first day of my (new) life.
I never intended to leave the police. I was in it for the long haul. I was there to fly through the ranks and serve my country. I was dedicated to bringing about justice and helping the vulnerable.
Nominated as the probationer of the year and the winner of multiple awards. This high achiever excelled in every department she worked in. I don’t say this to brag; I want to highlight the passion I once held for this job.
Uniformed response, community policing, criminal investigation department, violence reduction unit, murder squads, sexual offences department, security runner for the baton relay in the 2014 commonwealth games, offender management unit... you name it; I did it. And I did it with commitment, determination, and humanity. Humanity. Is this a rarity in the police?
I never intended to leave the police.
I saw behind the curtain and under the blanket of life. I peered into the cracks that society steps over. I ran toward situations that most of you sensibly retreat from.
