How often were you told to pick up the soap?
So, I started (well working on starting >.>) this thread on somethingawful forums, when I realized why just do it there when the people I care about are over here.
So ask me what it is you'd like to know about my life in Foster Care, nothing is off limits and I will answer EVERY question in as much detail that is allowed by the rules of the forum. (Not including address, I'll give you a general area, and I'll probably PM you the super specifics, but if I drop it in here and ad-bot can pick it up. I've had this happen before.)
So ask me anything.
How often were you told to pick up the soap?
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I fail to see the point you're making.
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I want to be a Social Worker.
Did you have any good experiences with them?
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Do you feel like anyone (even marginally/partially) filled the role that a parent would, for you?
Like what you might expect a parent to teach or instill in you. Or do you feel like you've pretty much taught yourself or learned by trial & error most life lessons?
What is the most useful/helpful thing growing up in foster care taught you? Either a skill, or something about life. w/e
Normally you don't appreciate your old social worker until the new one comes in. (Unless the old one was terrible, which is possible,) the Social Worker before this went above and beyond what she had too, and I didn't realize this until she retired. She would drop off my bus pass, come to my family reunions, and generally try her very best to make sure I did well. I returned the favor by calling her ignorant, inept, and blasting her every chance she got. When she retired I finally realized how good she was, because the new one does the bare minimum, and actively tries to get 18+ of her case load.
I called her and thanked her, we laughed at the stupid shit I did and I bought her lunch. She cried when I did so, apparently no-one had thanked her before, even when she reunited a child with it's parents (because it was her job to take it in the first place.)
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I was smoking weed and it was laced with it. I loved the feeling it gave me, and actively chased it, not to mention the life style of a drug-dealer tends to be romanticized in modern media, which caused me to try and become "scarface." It helped me escape from reality
I felt connected to my staff, (The people who work 12 hour shifts to take care of me,) as I would a family, and I've missed each one as I've had to left or they were rotated out. Even the ones who used to beat me I loved like family because I didn't have any. I was both emotionally disconnected and clingy.
People suck, but that doesn't make them evil, and that trust is not to be given to anyone who asks for it.