I was about 17 months old when I first entered the system. My mother was an addict. I dont remember her at all. I do however remember foster care. Cigaret burns head banging being hit with a belt. Head injurys and always being told I was trash thats why my mother didnt want to care for me. I was a cute white girl with blond hair blue eyes cps figured I would be easy to adopt out Ha I sat in foster care until I was 6 years old I didnt care about anything or anyone so no one was interested CPS knew because I remember the case worker stoping by for a visit foster mother was trying to potty train my little brother by tying him to the torlit and wipping his private area.
No one ever even tried to contact our father I finaly met him 18 months ago same wife 2 boys same home for 40 years never knew where we were Instead I was adopted separate from my brother him into a family that malested him for years and me into a rich home that didnt send me to school as you can see from my spelling no education. I did finaly meet my mother the anger is gone she is so into drugs and her man that I was better off with out her she had 4 of us lost my little brother and me and sold my little sister to some lesbian at a bar.
My life now though is great, Im married with 5 great kids. 2 boys and 3 girls. CPS is the worst.
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