So after speaking with DFS all day, the baby has to go back with her mother and the whole process must begin again. It seems we have been used by the mother to get DFS off her back and now we spent a week figuring out how to change our lives only to discover that we really don't need to change them at all. I'm having a hard time figuring out what we went through all of this for. What purpose did it serve to uproot our lives and make everything more complicated? It didn't help the baby, it didn't really help her mother, and it just seems to have been so pointless.
I really want to eat a whole box of girl scout cookies and drink the bottle of tequila in my fridge, but I feel like that would be a really bad plan...I think I'll go to the gym and run until I'm to tired to be angry anymore.