I had my first son whilst very young and living in an 'alternative community'. I became very ill after his birth and was diagnosed with early stage peurperal psychosis after I did something unforgivable and hurt my baby. I was sent to prison but was soon moved to a psychiatric unit. Social services accepted that I was a good mother that would be able to take good care of her child once I had recovered. I now care for my son and have gone on to have two subsequent children with no problems. Let me be clear when I say the physical abuse of children makes me sick to my stomach - I never ever even smack mine. I consider myself to be a good mum.
In the community I lived in (which I left a long time ago) excessive alcohol use and drug taking were common. The kids in the community witnessed all this and also had some of their educational and physical needs neglected. None of the adults saw this as wrong, and I didn't either until I left and lived in more mainstream society. I can now see how warped it was and feel extremely ashamed that I (and my young son, I moved away when he was around 4) were a part of it.
My sons father and I have always shared his care. His father still lives in an alternative community that is similar in values to the one in which we lived then. My guilt at what had happened when our son was a baby led me to always be very accomodating of his fathers wishes when it came to contact eg I would have our son during the school week (as his father hadn't initially wanted him to go to school and didn't want to be tied down by it all) and his father would then have him every weekend and for the vast majority of the school holidays.
About four years ago something changed for me. There had been a row over contact at christmas (with me once again expected to just accept the short straw) and I began to feel it was very unfair that I did all the hard work in the school week but was always losing out when it came to quality time. I started to feel that I wasn't going to accept being punished forever for something that had happened a long ago when I was seriously ill. At around the same time my son started coming home saying things that really worried me eg that his father was leaving him alone at night to go out and socialise (my son had got up one morning to find himself alone and had had to go out looking for his dad.) Also that he had slept at a party and had woken up surrounded by adults he didn't know who were very drunk and taking drugs. His father hadn't been there. I also knew that his father was dealing weed and was concerned about the effect it would have on my son if he got caught. I also worried about my son thinking dealing was somehow a cool thing to do because his dad was doing it.
I knew from experience that I couldn't have a reasonable conversation with his father about these concerns - I would be dismissed or shouted down. So I went to see a solicitor about a) my concerns and b) wanting more contact and for my son to spend less time in this 'alternative community.' I could see some of their actions and attitudes as deeply innappropriate and was worried about the effect on my child.
As you can imagine it all blew up. My sons father was livid and called me all the names under the sun, including hypocrite. Of course his entire community stuck by him and I am now pretty much ostracised by them (apart from a few exceptions.) I still have to see these people all the time and I find it very difficult - the amount of hostility is awful. These people are disgusted by me.
My son does now spend more time with me but I don't know which way is up anymore. Don't know whether I did the right thing or whether I'm a monster. I went to counselling and my counseller said I did the brave and right thing. So why do I feel so utterly crap? I just wanted to protect my child and have him spend more time in my (safer) care.
I would appreciate some strangers thoughts on this please.