I have read that the best way to stop being angry at someone is to pray for them. It's excellent advice. I've used it before and found it to be a humbling and calming experience.
Today is, maybe, the last visit by social workers. I say maybe because they said this for the past two months and then, oh wait, we screwed up the paperwork, now you're still in limbo, we need to visit again next month.
The house is clean; the children have been warned. I'm ready. Except for the little issue of my anger that incompetent, stupid people who've harmed and stressed my family in the past are coming to evaluate me sometime today. (Oh, it's an "unannounced" visit this month so I'm supposed to sit around today and tomorrow and wait--it's worse than waiting for the cable guy.)
I woke up early today after barely sleeping last night. Went downstairs to a quiet house and made myself a cup of coffee and tried to pray.
"Dear God, please help Kyra not mess up her own paperwork. Again."
"Dear God, please help Calli not to be so stupid. About everything."
"Dear God, please help their supervisors actually begin to get a clue how much more training these incompetent girls still need."
I'm not sure these are exactly the prayers I need to be saying but they are heartfelt.
P.S. I finally read through every word of the multi-page report concluding the Special Investigation. I was shocked to learn that parts of my phone conversation, as well as every email I wrote during that time, were recorded and included in that report.
I think I should've been told that, essentially, everything you say can and will be used against you.
Where are the Miranda rights for this? Isn't the risk of children being removed from your home every bit as serious as being arrested?
But this is how they operate. Super nice and soothing to your face, appearing as if they sympathize and agree. Encouraging you to talk. Without informing you everything you say and write is now part of an investigation. I don't know how this is legal. At the least it is deeply unethical.
What does it say about someone that their very upset client calls them up to talk and they portray themselves as a listening friend who empathizes and encourages the conversation to go on for at least 20 minutes, while making no mention that they're recording the conversation? It's slimy. It really is.
(To clarify: I didn't say or write anything problematic. In fact, the email that I wrote so simply explained my complaint that I'm letting it stand as my only response to the allegations and I'm not bothering to write a formal response as I'm legally entitled to. I'm not ashamed or concerned about anything I said or wrote. I am just deeply shocked that they're allowed to include my words in the report without ever telling me at any time during the investigation that they were planning to do that.)
So, no, I don't trust these people. At all. My goal is to say as little as possible and get them out of my house as quickly as I can. So much for help and support from our foster care agency. What a joke.
Today is, maybe, the last visit by social workers. I say maybe because they said this for the past two months and then, oh wait, we screwed up the paperwork, now you're still in limbo, we need to visit again next month.
The house is clean; the children have been warned. I'm ready. Except for the little issue of my anger that incompetent, stupid people who've harmed and stressed my family in the past are coming to evaluate me sometime today. (Oh, it's an "unannounced" visit this month so I'm supposed to sit around today and tomorrow and wait--it's worse than waiting for the cable guy.)
I woke up early today after barely sleeping last night. Went downstairs to a quiet house and made myself a cup of coffee and tried to pray.
"Dear God, please help Kyra not mess up her own paperwork. Again."
"Dear God, please help Calli not to be so stupid. About everything."
"Dear God, please help their supervisors actually begin to get a clue how much more training these incompetent girls still need."
I'm not sure these are exactly the prayers I need to be saying but they are heartfelt.
P.S. I finally read through every word of the multi-page report concluding the Special Investigation. I was shocked to learn that parts of my phone conversation, as well as every email I wrote during that time, were recorded and included in that report.
I think I should've been told that, essentially, everything you say can and will be used against you.
Where are the Miranda rights for this? Isn't the risk of children being removed from your home every bit as serious as being arrested?
But this is how they operate. Super nice and soothing to your face, appearing as if they sympathize and agree. Encouraging you to talk. Without informing you everything you say and write is now part of an investigation. I don't know how this is legal. At the least it is deeply unethical.
What does it say about someone that their very upset client calls them up to talk and they portray themselves as a listening friend who empathizes and encourages the conversation to go on for at least 20 minutes, while making no mention that they're recording the conversation? It's slimy. It really is.
(To clarify: I didn't say or write anything problematic. In fact, the email that I wrote so simply explained my complaint that I'm letting it stand as my only response to the allegations and I'm not bothering to write a formal response as I'm legally entitled to. I'm not ashamed or concerned about anything I said or wrote. I am just deeply shocked that they're allowed to include my words in the report without ever telling me at any time during the investigation that they were planning to do that.)
So, no, I don't trust these people. At all. My goal is to say as little as possible and get them out of my house as quickly as I can. So much for help and support from our foster care agency. What a joke.
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