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A couple of recent conversations on Facebook got me thinking again about my experience with being reported to Child Protective Services (in MA it's called DCF - Department of Children and Families), which I realize I never posted about publicly at the time (spring of 2010). It was not a fun time.
( Click for the whole ugly story, plus associated musings )
Anyway, I hope this was edifying for some. By the way, don't get me wrong -- all of that happened almost 5 years ago and it really isn't like I spend a lot of mental energy angsting about it these days. Not at all, really. It just happened to come up several times recently on FB, in relation to the currently high-profile case in Maryland (wherein parents were accused of abuse/neglect for letting their kids walk home from school). I found myself recounting my DCF story on several FB threads, piecemeal, so I thought I'd write up the whole thing more fully. And here it is. Phew, as usual I got long-winded. If you read the whole thing, you get a virtual cookie. (Probably a Thin Mint. We're pretty well-stocked with those right now. ;) )
( Click for the whole ugly story, plus associated musings )
Anyway, I hope this was edifying for some. By the way, don't get me wrong -- all of that happened almost 5 years ago and it really isn't like I spend a lot of mental energy angsting about it these days. Not at all, really. It just happened to come up several times recently on FB, in relation to the currently high-profile case in Maryland (wherein parents were accused of abuse/neglect for letting their kids walk home from school). I found myself recounting my DCF story on several FB threads, piecemeal, so I thought I'd write up the whole thing more fully. And here it is. Phew, as usual I got long-winded. If you read the whole thing, you get a virtual cookie. (Probably a Thin Mint. We're pretty well-stocked with those right now. ;) )
