all-you-can-eat shit buffet

I have my moments in which I can't understand why things aren't moving faster. Then someone like Drew reminds me that the system is always this slow. I'm not good at letting go of things that are beyond my control. Carrie has been moved to another foster home. This time in Dayton. Her crazy mother keeps pulling stupid stunts. I'm told that the main reason that Carrie was moved is because her foster mom didn't want to deal with Carmen's antics. Evidently, Carmen filed a complaint with the foster care ombud office and threatened to call the TV news stations. That and some other things led to foster mom giving her notice. I'm afraid this will happen over and over until Carrie is out of foster care. Then, of course, Carmen will just turn her efforts towards me or whoever gets Carrie. I hope my lawyer can use my homestudy report to help me get custody.

Then there's my mom and brother. Someone told me in April that I would have to eat a lot of shit in order to get through this. Well, I'm at an all-you-can-eat shit buffet and hating every minute of it. I ask myself if it's worth it sometimes. Then I think of Carrie and what may happen to her if I give up. So I continue.