This last time when I picked difficult child up from rehab, they happened to be holding some trainings at the facility and there were quite a few people who I work with that I ran into. It was pretty awkward, probably just as much so for them. They were like, hey what are you doing here, then noticed difficult child trailing a step behind me, suitcases in tow.
Since I work in a facility that handles mental health and addiction issues, these people should be more understanding then if I worked somewhere else, but of course I know people talk.
According to my friend Pat, the office manager, they are presenting her privateley, instead of at the usual central intake meetings, so she must have made everyone very aware of who I am. I have friends in the central intake department, so they are really picking and choosing who will be at this meeting.
Oh well, I know who my friends are here and the ones who are truley my friends, will not judge me or my family by anything she says. Besides the fact that she's a wingnut and it only takes people about 5 seconds of listening to her yammer, to figure that out :smile:
