Well, I am coming to the realization that I will not be spending Thanksgiving in CT with my husband, son, and daughter. I cannot describe the profound disillusionment, sadness, and anger that are all welling up inside me. This is so unfair and unbelievable! Why can’t I go back to CT for the holidays, you ask? Well, here is why:
1. I cannot bring our son back to CT, because he is still somewhat unstable, and we have not yet heard anything from anyone regarding an appropriate placement for him in CT.
2. My husband’s depression is not getting any better, so I absolutely cannot add more pressure to his illness by having our son move back in with us. Our son is also not completely stable, since he has been cutoff from clinical services in CT. I know now that his meds are not right yet.
Those two points raised, I am very tired of the run-around with people in the State of CT. I have not heard back from anyone, except my son’s attorney, who is wonderful. She is with the Connecticut Legal Rights Project, and she is really excellent.
My frustration level and anxiety level are getting pretty high, and most of the time I feel like I am going to implode (or explode, I’m not sure anymore which one!).
I was so ignorant and naive to think that if I “did the right thing,” and worked really hard at advocating for our son, that this would have “worked out” by now. I am a huge disappointment to myself, and I know I am to my husband and our son. This really bothers me.
However, I will not give up, and I am in this for the long haul — and from the looks of it all — it will be a very long haul, indeed.
Thanks for reading.
