After Friday’s drama, I swore that Son#1 would not be going back to that place if I had anything to say over the matter. I was seriously pissed at them!
Anyway, I took him to see his psychiatrist (Shrink Man) on Monday morning and explained what had happened and put forward my plan to contain [...]
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The clinic is history!
OMG, I am so totally shocked at their childish attitude and the games they keep playing. Friday was the last freakin straw!
I get a phone call from Son#1 in the morning. “I’ve been kicked out again” he says.
THUD <—– That’s the sound of my jaw hitting the ground.
“Oh gawd. What now?”
“I [...]
Again. The clinic. Does not. Communicate.
The last time I was there, on Tuesday, the counselors basically asked Son#1 to leave for 36 hours, to think about what he’d done, and go back there with a contract that they would read, accept and then he’d be allowed to stay on as an out-patient.
So I get there [...]
I guess by now I should expect things to change rather suddenly and dramatically, hey?
Wow – this afternoon’s Family Session was SO not what I was expecting!
When I arrived at the clinic with my heart racing and my head spinning, I was totally thinking that we were gonna pick up from where we left [...]
I know I *shouldn’t* feel like this, but I honestly don’t know what the point of me being in another “Family Session” is … not after what happened yesterday.
I feel like telling them to call me when they’re actually ready to hear me. Do my feelings and experiences really count for nothing? If they [...]
Well, that was bloody awful!
I’m back from the Family Session at the clinic and surprise, surprise … I’m a complete wreck. Eish …
*Apparently* my feelings or opinions count for sweet fuckall. I sat there during the session while stuff was being said, some of it untrue, and when I was asked about how I [...]
And the clinic saga continues