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Care

I just met with my social worker.

*&^&^&!^*(((!!((^&%$£$”£”££”!*&U^%$GHO:@( woman!!!

I cried. And now I’m angry. But equally another part of me is still crying, deep down inside, where no one can see.

I no longer meet the criteria to receive support from social services. No care, no social worker for back up, no nothing.

She got that I’m not happy. And she said if I wanted to ring her and complain and scream and swear at her I could.

But then again she probably only said that because she realises that I’d never have the nerve to do that.

If only I did.

4 Comments on “Care”

  1. #1 sophinda
    on Apr 24th, 2007 at 12:20

    what what what what what?

    what what?

  2. #2 Shiloh
    on Apr 24th, 2007 at 19:55

    Pardon my French, but what the hell-o?

  3. #3 The Life and Times of Emma
    on Apr 24th, 2007 at 22:20

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  4. #4 The Life and Times of Emma » Let battle commence
    on Jun 13th, 2007 at 23:15

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