Surviving CPS

This is my story about social services, domestic violence, co-dependancy, addiction and the removal and return of my children. They were taken into Protective Custody on 04-03-04 and returned to my care 02-24-05.


Sunday, May 14, 2006

DD's Dad shows up at Softball....

He called me and was just like "don't beat on me, I'm beat down enough, I've had a bad week!" Poor You! All I want is "respect and notification that my childsupport may be interrupted!" Is that too much to ask? By the end of the conversation he said to me "You are right (insert my name!)" Yes, I am right. I new that! Geez!

He asked what we were doing. At the time, we were getting ready for the softball game so he asked if he could come...and he did. We didn't talk much. I bought him a soda and he wanted to come over and hang out but that wasn't happening. I had laundry to do and a friend of my daughter's to pick up so that's how we spent our day.

I know the "routine" and normally its "hey, why don't we get back together...you know I still love you!" That's great, but I'd have to feel the same way!

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