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 Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 9:36 pm
BLEH BLEH BLEH!!!! GRRRR.... scream scream scream
Sorry. I just need to get this out. Ugh, I hate my sisters. No, I don't. It's just that they are so stupid. Well, two of them are. I have one sister who cannot have kids, but she doesn't need them anyway. She doesn't have time. She is too busy taking care of her sick husband and screwing around on him. The screwing around started before he was sick. Kids do not really like her anyway. They always cry around her. She loves drama, always has to have some kind around. She likes to drag other people into it too. Ugh. The other sister has three kids that she doesn't take care of. Two girls and a boy. She parades the boy around like a trophy, "my son, my son." She is drug user, has a boyfriend that beats her and a husband that tolerated her crud for so long that he doesn't care.
One of the girls she sent to my family. That is where she has been for the past seven months. You could tell she had seen things and was traumatized. She did some unusual things and never tried to talk, just grunt. She got better, was trying to talk. She was happy, well fed, loved.
My first sister always wanted her. She didn't care about the other two kids. So while baby girl was safe with my family my sister called CPS on the other and told them that she sent away the baby girl. Second sister panicked. She went and snatched her back today, devastating my family.
Poor happy baby girl. When she seen the biological carrier she cried and tried to hide. Finally life drained out of her and she went limp. She accepted her fate.
There was nothing we could do.
I hate my sisters, except the one.
The one who took in the baby girl. Took her in eventhough she was struggling with her own things, eventhough she already had two kids of her own and takes care of our mom.
Mom, Mom, Mom...
I do not know who is hurt worst by this Mom or baby girl.
I hate my sisters.
No, I don't.
I cannot because I do not want to be like them.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 9:52 pm
wow... I'm so sorry... And I know from experience. See, I had a childhood similar to that. My mom was 16 when I was born and she was an avid drug user as well as my dad who was 17. She kidnapped me when I was a baby as her mother had temporary custody of me. I also developed Coulrophobia (Fear of Clowns) because of my mom also, she was in a Satanic cult back then too... plus, I was placed in a childcare pretty much all day with owners who were child abusers. All they did was stick a bottle in my mouth and leave me. I had to get 8 teeth pulled when I was 10 years old and would have gone to the ER if they hadn't been removed because they were so decayed since my mom was using drugs WHILE she was pregnant with me. My grandparents have raised me in a pretty stable environment ever since I was 14 months old and I'm grateful for that. I've never met my mom and my dad has only been in my life since I was about 12 years old. He was on meth and THANKFULLY didn't lose his life and actually quit, I'm so thankful for that.
With the little girl, let her know that she's very much loved and her parent's situation is NOT her fault. I used to have so much anger when I was a child because of my own situation, but I've since then forgiven. Let her take her time and be patient with the girl, as you said she's been through and seen a lot.
Sorry if this seems as if I'm trying to compare, I'm not. I just wanted you to know that if you need someone to talk to about this stuff, feel free to PM me.
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