This is a story about a child who destroyed her own family.  She had a lot of help from her dad, some lousy therapists, and  Georgia’s DFACS (Division of Family and Children’s Services).  There is something wrong with a system that gives a child so much control.  This is a child who’s IQ is probably higher than most, if not all, of these “professionals” who worked with her.  Is she mentally ill or extremely manipulative?  I believe time will tell.

Last year, I was home alone one morning, when two sheriffs arrived at my door and told me my husband had filed a protective order against me under the pretense that I had physically abused my daughter.  I had to pack up some belongings, give the deputies my keys, and leave my home.  Because I had been a stay-at-home-mom, and had been out of the work force for 16 years, I was financially dependent on my husband.  He wanted to pay as little alimony as possible, so my attorney did not want me to do anything to risk losing financial support. My husband and daughter were allowed to say whatever they wanted to say, ruin my name and reputation, and I couldn’t comment.  Now it is my turn.  The divorce is final, and I will be posting the entire story here.  I have been told over and over again that this story is so bizarre, I need to write a book.  Well, I’m not a writer, and not up to that, but I have kept a diary as well as pages and pages of notes, and I will share the story here.  It will come out in bits and pieces, and maybe it won’t follow a clear plot, like a book would, but I will share what I have bit by bit, as I get to it.