So. Son of a bitch.

Alright so I wanted to post sunday night and ended up passing out cuz I had ran all over town trying to get everything set for getting our son back. Then I was going to post monday and his ssi benefits as a special needs child decided to be ridiculous because he was currently with his grandparents and not his parents so I had to spend all day in their building fixing that crap. I was going to post today but I had to put my foot up DHS' ass by forcing them to either give me proof of my incompetence on taking care of my son or let me take him home. So after an hour of waiting an an hour of forceful demanding through politeness they are going to talk to my therapist about my mental health and he should easily make it to where my son should be able to come home soon.

I would be posting tommorow but we have to go to Pittburgh which is I don't know where to get my ex her medical screening to further make DHS happy so by the end of the week I should have my kiddo back.

UNfortunately this means I may as well be assumed on a break until then because I have wqay to much crap to do to be able to post properly in the capacity you guys deserve as my friendos.

Noticed you said something on chat about your parents being dicks, but now all of this? Shit girl, you've been through enough. We got your back, and we'll see you whenever you get back.

Yep Yep! Remember to take those lemons and eat em all up and spit the lemon juice in life's eyes! Take your time we got ya back like Jun said!

Good luck Rena, if anyone deserves it at this point its you xD. Seeya when ya come back, you know we will all be here

I'm sorry to hear about all of this. Wish I could help more, but geography and all that. We will be here for you when you get back. Thrusters to full.

Victory is mine. I am back bitches. Fuck life and it's infinitely bullshit ways. >:O

Got my son.

Apparently the DHS lady who visited us in the hospital is retarded as fuck cuz I had my therapist pry the real reason she was being so assholish to us and she said it was because "she said she was having auditory hallucinations" when what I had fucking told her was that I was having severe depression induced negative internal monologue.

Summar of it = My brain is a bitch and doesn't stop trying to put me down.

Doesn't mean I'm arguing with fucking timmy in the corner when no one is there. Dumbasses.

Anyways I have NO idea where I need to post so if people could direct me to such places I could slowly start working on catching up this coming week.