No resources available. She is going to live with them tomorrow. Hubby and she discussed. It is heartbreaking. I feel like I have 14 years down the tubes for nothing. One of the therapists seems to think this is a short term thing. I doubt that. She wants out and I feel like a horrible failure. The youngest is telling me to hold onto her and give her no choice, that this is where she belongs. The oldest says chain her in the basement. I asked him to call her and tell him in a nice way how he felt about the whole deal. Something inside has to change. I feel very shakey. You are right Rap, we do nothing for these kids. She is marching back into the cesspool she came from. I hope she keeps up on the depo shots. A pregnancy would hurt more then anything, the thought of another child growing up in this mess. I am tired, I think I am very sad, I am angry. We took the plates off the car and cancelled the insurance and gave her a bill of sale for $1.00 and signed the title. Maybe a little reality will hit when she goes to register the car and insure it.

My hubby wants to leave the door open so she can always come back to her family. He is right, I know it, but I want her to take every stinkin thing out of that room so there is no sigh of her. I want to paint it and make it ours again. She has so much crap in there. Why did I do this? Why did I adopt thinking I could help change a life? Poop. I feel feelings that are scarey to me and I just want peace.