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Reported my Difficult Child to child protective services
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<blockquote data-quote="1905" data-source="post: 692499" data-attributes="member: 2668"><p>I sent pictures of the most filth-ridden home imaginable. The windows and walls were all smeared with thick ,brown , chocolate or something worse. The crib that was once brown, now it's white- milk dripped or poured out all over the entire thing. No food for a meal, just candy! and cookies and fruit punch. I am serious, this is every "meal". There is a mountain of 1,000 cigarette butts....I could go on, the filth is beyond anything you could imagine. I went there for a day, I flew down and then we drove back 16 hours so my son could go to a wedding. <em> They're leaving Sunday to drive home. I never raised him to live like this and I know her own mother did not either. I am sick that I did it, they will know it's me. How dare those kids live that.</em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="1905, post: 692499, member: 2668"] I sent pictures of the most filth-ridden home imaginable. The windows and walls were all smeared with thick ,brown , chocolate or something worse. The crib that was once brown, now it's white- milk dripped or poured out all over the entire thing. No food for a meal, just candy! and cookies and fruit punch. I am serious, this is every "meal". There is a mountain of 1,000 cigarette butts....I could go on, the filth is beyond anything you could imagine. I went there for a day, I flew down and then we drove back 16 hours so my son could go to a wedding. [I] They're leaving Sunday to drive home. I never raised him to live like this and I know her own mother did not either. I am sick that I did it, they will know it's me. How dare those kids live that.[/I] [/QUOTE]
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