Some Light Reading on Child Services

Hiya folks! It’s me Elizabeth Brico AKA Betty. I know, I know, I have not posted in farrrr too long. And I’m sorry to say, this won’t be a full post either. I have been doing a lot of work investigating various aspects of the child “welfare” system over the past several months, especially for my Reimagining Communities fellowship with the National Council and my journalism fellowship with Talk Poverty. I was recently in Washington D.C. speaking at Georgetown Law about the ways in which child services is not designed to help people with substance use disorders, and is actually harming families they claim to want to help. So, my message is gaining some traction, even while my own case continues to face the very corruption I am battling.

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If You Care About Sexual Assault Survivors, You Should Care About My CPS Case

Help me.

I walked into the courtroom a mother, and I walked out neutered.

Before the hearing, I was playing with my two young daughters and another child. A little girl, who had wandered away from her mother to come play with us. The mom was talking to another adult. This was a familiar dynamic. I’m not the best with adults; I’m awkward, anxious, and defensive. But I’m great with kids. Kids don’t make me nervous. Kids are sparky little humans who, most of the time, just need a little more love, attention, or food. Before the hearing where my daughters would be forever taken away from me, I held their hands and the hands of another child, a stranger’s child, the child of a mother who wasn’t paying attention, and skipped in a circle singing “ring around the rosy.” I colored with them, using the paper and crayons I had stashed away in my bag because I was the mom who always thought ahead. I sang with them. And then I walked into a courtroom and had them taken away by a magistrate who had seen none of that, and who knew nothing about me except that I went to methadone treatment for heroin addiction four years earlier.

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Keep Betty’s Battleground Alive!

Become a patron of Betty's Battleground and keep the PTSD-related content going! bettysbattleground.com

Hi all. If you follow my blog, you’ve probably noticed I haven’t been around as much as usual. And I’m sorry about that! Really, I am. I love producing honest, relatable content that helps other mamas with PTSD feel human, and which keeps me connected to the world at large. But with everything going on in my life, I’ve had to privilege paid work over blogging. I’ll link a few of my recent stories that I’m most proud of at the bottom of this post, so you can see that I haven’t been doing nothing. But as the year comes to a close, I want to offer you a way to keep Betty’s Battleground going. By asking you to support the blog through Patreon. Let’s keep ‘er alive…

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