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.


Tuesday, July 25, 2006

DD's dad never calls and DS' dad calls 2x last week!

Both are fucking assholes and if they both went away, I wouldn't fucking care less. I swear. How can you show this little of interest in your kids' lives?

DD's Dad:

LOSER to the Nth Degree. The guy had what, 7 years clean and sober and is now probably stung the fuck out on Meth. She tells him she got staples in her head and has anyone from that side of the family called to ask about her head injury since the day it happened? NOT ONE! Losers! All of them.

I asked her the other day if she was okay about her Dad because last month she was really upset about him and she said "What dad!" and had this shit eating grin on her face. I said "oh, I guess that answers that question!" and we laughed and changed the subject.

DS' Dad:

He called a week or so ago asking to see (son). I told him no! That we got to court soon and that it will all be made up. Of course he has to pay for that to happen, but the time will be made available if he so chooses to do that! He tells me he's at a father's conference.

Oh Brother! I can see it now! "look at my certificate Judge! I went to a volunteer Daddy Conference! Aren't I fucking special!?"

I mean, that's great. Bravo. Really. Anything to be a better parent, Bravo. But how about starting here......how about a phone call at least every other day. How about calling and asking if he needs anything. How about just dropping off a $10 gift card to any store. How about calling and asking what he did at school? How about just asking about him. He calls like Friday Nights and that's it. Last conversation was Saturday and its what...Tuesday? no calls since then.

When my kids were living with my mom, I called them every single day. I saw them as much as I could. I live with them now and even when they spend the night away, I call to say hi! I'm intersted and involved. Even when I couldn't be involved, I tried to be as much as I could.

I am starting to regret so much of my life. Sex at 13 or 14? Fuck that is young! No college, working right out of high school. Relationships with older men. Drugs! My god. Children with men that couldn't even take care of themselves? What the fuck was I thinking?

Well remember this....while they may not be capable of supporting themselves or anyone else. I am and I have and I will. I WILL!

Sure, it's hard but life IS hard. MY LIFE IS HARD and even when I'm depressed, I can still laugh. I just have to do a few things, daily. Take care of myself. Laugh. And do the next right thing!

Ya know, life really is good!

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Settlement / Update on DD

DD's dad came into money to which I received 25%. It equates to about $2300 in the last few weeks. Came at a perfect time! We needed it.

DD got the staples out of her head. No one from the paternal side of the family has called.

Such is life!

Sunday, July 09, 2006

$2000 in child support received

My DD's dad I guess had a settlement and $2000 went into the checking account on Friday. I'm surprised he hasn't called to ask or in his case, gloat about it. That is how he is afterall. I haven't called to say "thank you" either because I find his behavior to be disgusting.

His step dad told my mother they know he's drinking for sure, but not sure about the drugs, as his grandfather allegedly found him passed out on the floor with a beer in his hand.

I get 25% and so he got about $6 grand. That means that he will probably be tossing money around for about a month and my prediction is he will either end up dead or in jail.

I figure this is the last child support I will probably receive from him in calendar year 2006. I'll make more predictions at another date!

Sunday, July 02, 2006

I ran into someone that knows my ex husband!

I was out at dinner lastnight at this 24 hour diner. We went after a concert. In walked all these Narcotics Anonymous people. One of them looked at me, but I don't know him, and I acknowledged him with the "hey - headwave nod" if you know what I'm talking about.

The other guy, big somoan looking dude, waved and I waved back. About 10 minutes later, my friend that I was with went to the bathroom and dude walked over. He asked me if I talk to my ex husband - tney are in the same field! I said "not because I want too!" Then felt bad because my bad blood with him shouldn't ooze like that. I laughed and said "No really, I"ve talked to him....but only about my son mostly!" Then he asked if he was doing good and I said "I guess....I don't know really because we don't talk much!"

Then he said "Yeah, I saw him 2-3 months ago on a job site, he was tore up! Really sad!"

2-3 months ago and he has taken a few piss tests and he wants me to let some Church Lady observe my son? No fucking way!!! He is still the same ole same ole. He thinks I'm being difficult and yeah, maybe I am. This is my son I'm talking about!

Court Date on Calendar!!

On Aug 3 at 1:30pm I return to court to ask for Professional Supervision between my exhusband and my son.

Saying EX HUSBAND by the way is very natural. I'm very beyond this relationship!

Anyway, I went to the courthouse on Friday and it cost me $65 to file and $3.75 for parking (haha) and everything appeared to be there. PHEW! I came home and felt so much better! Anxious but better!

Yesterday I woke up and called him because I wanted to arrange the service of the papers. He didn't answer around the time I told him I wanted to meet him. I called twice then just decided to reprint the Proof of Service to do it by mail and that's what I did. It was mailed yesterday after my friend signed it and then dropped it in the mail!

I don't have to do anymore visits. I'm NOT doing anymore visits. I would go into contempt of court before I supervise another visit. I'm not my EX husband's babysitter. I worked my ass off to be able to parent and he needs to do the work too. Fuck him and the Rig he sticks in his arms!


*****SIDE NOTE*****
aww fuck it, I'm gonna post this all on its own...give me a minute!!