It was the 22nd May when I published a post about my brush with Social Services. Not a pleasant experience I might add, and certainly one I was in a hurry to forget. They made a mountain out of a mole hill and tried to play down that I wasn't in question. On 12th July, nearly 2 months later, I received a letter from them to say they have closed the case. I did have sleepless nights over this. Though after a while, and the continuous support from family, friends and school, I was assured there was nothing to worry about. Having something like this hanging over your head isn't nice. I was told on several occasions by the social worker that my parenting won't be and hasn't been taken into consideration, because at the end of the day, this wasn't about me. It was something Amy said that was completely blown out of all proportion, and whether social workers think they were doing the right thing, what they've actually done is drive me away from ever asking for their help. When really, they would probably have been the ones to contact should I feel the need to look for outside help. Which, sometimes, I do.
Some of the questions I was asked were ludicrous. Scary in fact. And my suspicions about the woman judging me have now been confirmed in writing on a report written on pink copy paper. "Mum was warm and affectionate and spoke very fondly of Amy." Of course I did. She's my daughter and I love her more than life itself. "Parents are able to meet Amy's needs and are able to provide age appropriate clothing and support Amy's social skills." "Mother clearly loves Amy very much and has very good insight into Amy's condition and needs." "Mother appears to be a very loving and supportive mother who has good insight into Amy and her needs. Mother spoke warmly and affectionately regarding Amy and there were lots of family photos around the room showing Amy smiling with her parents." So, I haven't been judged have I not? Lying bastards.