I started a Blog a while ago suggesting that adoptive parents needed to have realistic expectations of their children's school and especially of the child's teacher.
Something stopped me completing the blog and now it is evident why that was so... I was wrong! Which sadly in our case has resulted in us failing to protect our son and failing to do right by him.
How does it FEEL, to parent a child who is quietly suffering!?
How does it FEEL, to parent a child who is hurting so bad, they flip into high octane expressiveness in a second?
How does it FEEL, to be with your child’s feelings, to be with such raw emotion – overt or covert?
Am I the only one feeling slightly overwhelmed by all the information we are confronted with about our kids and their pasts and potential futures?
At the moment I feel like everywhere I look I’m reminded that life is going to be difficult. - Not that it's perfect for everyone else, but apparently it's going to be much harder for our children.
I have not always been okay with my lack of memory; it used to create an unsettling lack of self. I didn’t know who I was, because I didn’t have the tools to deal with all the bad things in my childhood. And in my respected, academic family it was preferred to sweep it under the carpet and uphold the illusion of a well-functioning family.