Social services have continiously made my lofe hell by not seeing how ill i was as a child, teenager. As an adult it got worse. It nearly killed me being anorexic and starving myself because my body is vomiting or abdominal pain. It nearly drove me berserk being ignored and told i was faking my health. I spent 28 years questioning my health. I have lost children in court becuade of donestic violence but at the same time that didnt stop any professionals writing up about how "crazy i am". Throwing up and pooing my pants with elephant poos is aparently ok to suffer with but social services chucking me through all these mental health assements is the new fashion and the new thing everyone has to do. I was bullied and bellitled into believing i have Borderline personality disorder at the same time as my small family removed from me. I got told by friends im showing signs of adhd. Ive recently gone for an AdHD test. They saaid I might be showing signs of autism.
So which one is it??? Autism?? Bpd?? Adhd??? Or am i just so angry and blowing a gasket because no one has even been inteligent enough to take my health seriously.
Makes me hurt so much inside. Its broken my heart so much, guilt of losing my babies has been eating away at me for years.
I feel like i've been treated like a child beating crap mother when my issues were just neglected. Protect the children at all costs, turn the parents minds into mush so they basically give up.
If my health had mattered it woild have been fixed a long time ago. I feel like this was meant to happen.
Social services are trying to make me believe im a good parent, that the kids love me, they do want to see me. I feel disconnected and dofferently now about all this. Its not that I dont want to be around them. My head has been made to believe that their were either going to be adpoted out, given to my family, god knows where.
I know there were alot of bad things going on at the time and i was suffering domestic violence and i wasnt with the right person.
My health wont go back to what it was, i cant run. Its taken a toll on my physical ability to move. I am losing my mobility not my marbles.
What did social services think was going to happen?? They cant reinvent my life to suit them, trash who i am and label me with whatever they want. I complained today about my endless journey of misdoagnosis.
They think they can tell me im a good parent how that my kids are 12 and 8??? They think they can tell me they are worried about me when this is a reality of my situation???? I didn't ask for 28 years of lies from medical professionals on how they dont care and how my illnesses areny worth diagnosing.
Who to do ask for support when im already in such a bad situation. How can I take care of my family and have them back when all this process has done is mess my head up and make me not want to engage with anyone???
Why was i blamed for loosing the koda into care, my ex partner was dearroying all the work i did with social to prove myself. I was able to walk back then.
I waiting for the day that im in a wheelchair. I still am ill and at the beginning of family court I had no tourettes syndrome and Seizures but by the end of it i did. The people that took my children witnessed me going through tourettes but by then the children were legally in fostercare with their FC. Why dont they stay with her??? What have i got to give the kids??? Nothing it feels.
It all eats me up inside each day.
I cant imagine being around or living with the children anymore. I'd love to be in their lives but i feel i should just remain seperated from them.
I dont know how to not think like this.
Has anyone else experimenting this??? I hope im not the only one........its such a scary place to be in at this time. My head is a shed, an utter heartbroken mess.