@JPB,
Why do I feel like I have got ten rounds already.
I'm not strong enough - sorry - I've rung everyone, I've emailed people, spoke to Social Services - I cannot tell you how much I despise those sanctimonious, inept, condescending, patronising, idiotic bastards... I actually despise them so badly that it pains me to think what I am thinking of them.
Social services have not spoken to psych AT ALL!!!!!!!!!! Not once. They have walked into the house and said stuff to R and have never even read a file, or any information.... NOTHING...
I have spoken to psychologist - he hasn't had any contact with the House for months - nothing. No knowledge of what's going on. No knowledge of the plans afoot. The people who told us how "serious" R was.... what kind of "help" was needed.... no contact with them.. none
Have spoken to ex-hub who is in China - I couldn't hold it together - we think differently - we both feel like ... well, that doesnt matter.... neither of us feel good... but we just deal in different ways - he does it his way, i do it mine - we are trying to live but this is something we can't reconcile. I know that sounds stupid - but it's true. It hurts so so much.
Every nite he wakes up thinking about R, as do I, how we lost our family - how we try and hold our family together, albeit separately, how we look after one child and how we get others to look after the other - no balance, how we move forward, what we can do... even writing it I can't stop crying - I wish it would stop hurting - I can't 'not' talk to R or cut him off - my ex can - but he still suffers in his way
I told R today the social worker would not talk to me (the social worker hung up on me because he didn't like my tone - he said he told R the things he did to try and bond with him - f*cking jerk) - so R did call him (that took a lot) - the social worker told him he was on a Section 20 which means his parents can take him out of care any time they wish...
great...
i know that, i live with that every day - i don't want him there... so, do I bring him home - ex-hub will fight me on that because of the little fella - it puts our lives possibly in danger - or would it.... they told us R would commit suicide - he hasn't - would he kill me - I don't think so - would he kill himself - I don't know - I just don't know - when he's fired up, maybe, in anger, do I bring him back and take that risk now - the experts - "so-called" experts have no involvement - the carers come and go and babysit him - he's not being educated, he's being maintained - then... what... what happens...
social services say he is definitely NOT meeting any criteria for adult services - how can that be? so he goes from where he is.... "protected".... protected from what? himself? them? out into the world for independent living.... supported living... into the 6th form with 2500 other kids at the school... can you imagine.... can you even imagine what will happen... but that's what he wants to do, so they tell him, "yep R, we'll get that sorted" - not even a little chat to the psych to find out what's going on, but then the psych hasn't seen him -do they understand what they are doing to him....? No, of course they don't.
yesterday his keyworker, D, who is leaving (she's a kid - very early twenties, if that) told R she and her friend are going to set up a bar and when they do he can go work there for work experience.
i.just.don't.understand.why.she.would.say.that.to.him! Youth, inexperience. Wrong.
R has begged to come home today - he knows it wouldn't work and he worries about what he would do - but he says that would be better than staying where he is....everyday with people he doesn't know, doesn't trust, sitting in his room on his own. I understand that.
there has to be a better plan - i can't figure it out - i'm asking
i rang the Director of Social Services today... they told me I need to talk with Children and Young Peoples Services - I am going to arrange a meeting to try and get someone to start asking questions...
but it won't make a difference... it never did, it won't now
i also called a solicitor to see if i can hold social services accountable for not checking on what the house are doing, not getting the right employees, the right education, the right something... something to make a difference.... something to do something right for once
my ex asked me what i hoped to gain from this...
simply, that this never happens to another child... or another family
i rang the house and asked for the telephone number of R's psychiatrist. they refused to give it to me.
i have written a really awful email. i haven't sent it yet - but am angry enough to do so. i will wait until i have spoken to CYPS tomorrow
i've already done the MP thing
it's already been to the House of Lords... or parliament... I can't even remember which one now - years ago
and still - years later it's the same battle...
mental health is invisible except to those who see it in the family
everyone else who sees it, turns around and walks out the door
including family
i know... it's just a bad day today... i've been having a few of them... i'm trying to get a balance
when you hear every day how awful your childs life is... and you can actually see it too... not that he's destitute or wants for anything, not that he's being physically or anything like that... but this is in his head... it's what he feels, he hates himself, he thinks everyone hates him - it's hard to just carry on each day and it all be coco all the time
it doesnt feel it
i just want some peace again... it come and goes... it's gone far away right now
i wish someone would understand what i'm saying.... i can't find a balance... two children, one has it all - mom, dad, school, friends, home, the normal stuff,
the other has none of that... and not thru his conscious choice
but through our choices
i can't balance how that can be right.... how to accept it... because each day he tells me how wrong it is... and i understand that
and though everyone says it was the right thing to do at the time, is it the right thing now ... what have the last few years been about
it all seems horribly wrong
i wish it would all be quiet in my head
how do i stop hearing it, or hear it a different way when R tells me how much he hurts
i need to hear it a different way
i was for a while - but i just hear the sad awful side of it... and now, it happens again - we go thru the process again - we fight again - for what
i'm sorry... just all cried out, tired
little fella is poorly - not been at school... i made him sad when he saw me crying...
bloody hell