Someone recently mentioned to me that the average person feels that the posts on this blog have an ANGRY UNDERTONE. Oh, no, really? Because I thought it was obvious how happy go lucky we are. NOT, YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT we are ANGRY! Since we ARE NOT VIOLENT PEOPLE AND DO NOT BELIEVE THAT IT IS RIGHT TO HURT ANYONE PHYSICALLY OR MENTALLY, we simply do a lot of barking and it makes us feel better.
What surprised me was that they used the word, “undertone”. All this time we thought we were making it more obvious than that. We are angry damn it, and we are trying to shout about it as loud as we can without being slanderous. We do not say anything that is not true, we do not state facts which we cannot back up with proof or evidence. We are informing the public, we are educating the public, anything that is an opinion is stated so. This blog is a journal which we allow people to view. If you don’t like it, don’t read it. It’s your choice.
But try to imagine, If someone called the cops while you were pregnant, and said that you had a meth lab in your house and the cops come out and check and say, “Obviously this was a false report.” and have CPS come out and find nothing either. Then that person gets furious that her evil plan failed so she tries ten times harder. She calls CPS over and over and over and over (40 times) while you are in labor, calling the her friends who work in the hospital too, telling them that my baby “was going to die if you let it go home with them”. So, CPS comes and creates a reason to take your baby from you and you have to watch THEM go home with your newborn baby and you HAVE NOT DONE A THING WRONG! Well, how well would that sit with you?
Maybe for a while you would be angry towards that person specifically, not innocent people who believed that caller and was ensuring the safety of your child.
But wait, then you find out that those “innocent” people preyed upon you and your children simply because they could. These people, whom the public believes really care about kids, falsify documents in order to justify the removal of your children. How do you feel now? Just a little bump in the road? A challenging situation? Ok, sure, so you go out of your way to prove the documents are falsified and you present it to your court appointed attorney. You’re feeling a little exemplified and you’re thinking, “Ok everything is going to be alright, they will see I am innocent, they will go away now.”
But wait, your attorney tells you that it is “irrelevant” because your kids are already placed back into your home but, in order to keep your kids in your home, you are told that you have no choice but to submit to an “Amended Petition” which has stricken all the bullcrap allegations and you only have to give in a little. But you also have to participate in their “programs” and “services”. You think, “Alright, I would do anything for my kids and what the heck, maybe I’ll learn something.” Maybe you are left feeling a little irritated but the situation is somewhat tolerable.
Then they switch social workers and that person comes to your home and talks to you. This worker brings up EVERYTHING in the original Petition that was stricken. So, you’re like, “No, I proved that wrong, we are not guilty of that.” So that worker writes that down in her notes and talks to her supervisor and then calls you later and demands that you drug test immediately even though you are in drug program and testing negative all the time. A few days later the worker calls you and tells you that your test was “diluted” and that her supervisor considers that a “dirty” test and that you are in “denial” because you had mentioned that the allegations in the petition were false and that puts your children “at risk”.
This “diluted” test forces you to continue in your drug class for an extra 8 months and continue going to “group” 3 times a week. Your counselor was nice to you at first but after a talk with the social worker, she becomes your worst enemy. She demonstrates an obvious dislike towards you and your requests to change to a different counselor are denied. You try to be as genuine as possible even though you have to try to act like you have a “problem” which you are “recovering” from or else they will drop you out of “treatment” or tell your social worker that you continue to be in “denial”. [Later, you find out that it just so happens that she personally knows the PERSON WHO MADE THE FALSE ALLEGATIONS TO THE HOTLINE]. This counselor often encourages the entire group to berate you one at a time, your only friends are the ones you give rides to. How it going? Feeling OK? Just wait, there’s more.
The next time you go to court everyone treats you like some kind of fuck up but you’re saying, “No, it wasn’t a dirty test, how can they do that?” and the Judge gives you a lecture and tells you to “keep your mouth shut”.
[A few years later, when you receive a copy of the transcript, you notice the date that the Court said you tested “positive” for is not the date of the alleged “diluted” test so you go through the Court’s copy of the report and find a drug test that was not attached to the original report that was given to you at the time. Now, how do you feel? Oooh, I bet you’re getting ticked off now!]
So, finally, after a year, the worker tells you she’s closing the case, you don’t have to test and you don’t have to go to court. Suddenly, 3 weeks later she’s calling and demanding that you drug test immediately. But you’re out of state helping a friend. Now you are forced to leave your friend, at a time she needs you the most, to go and take a drug test for CPS when you were told that the case was closed? Now is your anger building up or are your ecstatic with joy and happiness? The caller is calling again and she is bound and determined to ruin your life and CPS fakes another hair follicle test document and you are forced to go to an in-patient rehab for 3 months. The counselors at the rehab are nice people and advocate on your behalf but when you get out you are forced to go to another program which is a year long. One thing after another, you have to deal with it gracefully and with a smile. Like having your knuckles smacked back when you were in Catholic school and having to say, “Thank you Sister, may I have another?” The final straw is when that program submits a glowing report about you to CPS then changes their mind because the caller kept calling and the mother called some co-worker or colleague CPS made the program director change their reports (and your drug test results). oh, you are looking a little flush, are you alright? i know, maybe this is too much at one time, you should turn on a fan or the a/c.