Now it seemes that there is a chance to fight back against social fucking services - or at least, my parents can. Social services have now cut me out of the picture and refuse to talk to me. I AM UNASHAMED TO SAY THAT I HATE JENNY WAULDRON'S GUTS AND WOULD KILL HER IF I GOT HALF A CHANCE!!!!!! She's a motherfucking coward. She won't even face me. She refused to attend a meeting that she would have otherwise, just because I was there. GOD FUCK YOU JENNY! You're making me disappear again.
You're afraid to face the mess that you made and clear it up. You're afraid to face my temper and frustration. YOU'RE FUCKING TAKING AWAY MY VOICE IN ALL OF THIS!!!!!!!!!!!! For christ's sakes, they might take us to court, depending on how badly that they think Tammy needs taking away. FOR FUCK'S SAKE, I'M FIFTEEN. I DON'T FUCKING NEED ALL OF THIS AT MY AGE!!!!!!!!
What is a childhood? I can't remember. They've stolen my childhood from me. Ever since before I can I can remember, there have been social workers coming to visit. I hate it. I hate them. I thought that it was normal for social workers to visit families. I thought that every family had autism in it. I thought that it was the norm for a five year old to run down the stairs and exclaim 'Grampy's going jumpy jumpy!' when they had an epileptic fit. I WAS WRONG. Pourquoi? Why? Why did I have to lose my childhood. Now all I can do is mourn the childhood that I never really had, because it's all too late now, and it's not fair.
Kathy, my darling, keep voicing your opinion, even if it's no use! If they won't listen, that's their fault. Keep fighting Kathy. Unfortunately, it's too late for your childhood, however, don't give up. Perhaps the future will be better: you will never know if you don't try! Just keep making your voice heard girl! (:
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