I’m afraid I have to side with the DCF on this one as well... I’m sure that this is very painful for her and her family, but there’s a lot in the linked article which is concerning. She can’t understand dosage directions on a medicine bottle; what happens if the kid gets sick and she tries to give her medicine, but…

In an ideal world, the foster parents would teach her how to care for her baby but it’s not an ideal world. It’s the real world. In the real world, foster parents have their own kids and work and lives to attend to. It’s not their job to educate the biological mother on how to care for her child - it’s just not. If…

But she sure as hell got life-saving heart surgery when she needed it.

This is 100% me confessing my ignorance: I had no idea that Mother Teresa was white. I think I assumed she was Indian, and the “Teresa” was like a confirmation name or whatever. I know the name, but everything I know about her could be summed up in a keyword search: Calcutta, nun, orphans, white nun scarf thing.

Stop kink shaming Mother Teresa!

“Mother” Teresa also felt that giving pain medication to people dying from cancer was unnecessary, because she had a pain fetish. Of course, when it came to her own care, no expense was spared to see the best doctors. But them poor brown folk - Jesus just looooooves it when they are suffering.

She sounds like she’s making a pretty solid argument for veterans to be denied access to guns.

Yup. So many people working at the Wal Mart that destroyed the economy of their home towns and having to go to the food bank on weekends. So many “gig” economy workers living with six other people in a two bedroom place while waiting out the “now we don’t have to pay you benefits” rehire policy time periods at tech…

As someone who has worked with survivors of domestic violence and as someone who is below the poverty line (because I chose a career that works with survivors of domestic violence), these articles feel like such a heavy “should” that so many can't accomplish. I appreciate your acknowledgment that this is a pipe dream…

When I was 4, my mom’s crazy stalker (she was married to my dad - this dude just saw her walking in the neighborhood and thought she was hot) committed arson at our house - twice. I woke up when the fire truck roared up to our house to douse the fire he started in a pile of leaves. He came around the next day to tell…

I’ll never forget when I was dating this man three years ago and one day he proceeded to get strangely aggressive toward me and controlling. I looked him in the eye, tried my best not to look scared and proceeded as normal with cooking, and he backed off of his “weird mood.” But I felt like I escaped something. Then…