Therapist for 100, please...

So, we have a serial rapist (the rapist) lose on our side of Columbus. He's raped 7 women since June out in the area, and supposedly first figures out the daily routine of his victims, and then breaks into their homes assaulting them in their sleep. Needless to say, I've started bolting doors and windows, etc. It's a little creepy having someone like that on the lose in the neighborhood, but since his target group seems to be girls in their early twenties, maybe I don't need to worry too much. However, I've been thinking about what I'd do if someone broke in trying to harm me. The thought scares me. Then I thought about what I'd do if someone tried to hurt Sophia, and then I got angry. I was feeling such anger and violence in my heart just at the thought of it that I was sure if someone tried to hurt her, I'd beat them to pulp before they could dent as much as one of her hairs. I was surprised how strongly I felt, seeing how I'm a wee bit of a pacifist, all for gun-control, and have actually worked with sex offenders etc. because I think they need help vs. punishment. And yet, there I was (in my mind) ready to kill, if I had to, anyone who dared trying to hurt my little child. Geeze, those mother instincts are really strong, aren't they? You may call me Mother Bear from now on. :)