DD1 knocked the pins out from under me this morning at IOP family session. I took a sick day, came home to clean, expecting the police and DSS to drop by.

When will she ever be finished telling her story? Every revelation is "that's all, that's the worst." Then time passes and she gets to a better place, and there's a new revelation. I'm wondering why she can't trust me and feeling every inch a failure.

Thanks for listening couch