Children's Protective Services - Joke of All Time

Children Protective Services, such an interesting concept. For those who have kept up with my articles, I ask that you hold on tight because this isn't going to be a fun ride. For eight years I had been in a domestic violence relationship, and I finally left it with a new born. Since 2004, I've been attempting to protect my self and child. I made the ultimate mistake when I allowed the abusive father to legitimate our daughter because I believed that his daughter still had every right to know him. I was so wrong. My child has had a number 5 carved in her forehead her anus torn and has begun her emotional scars. I've tried to protect her the best that I could. God know's that I have. My daughter who is now 4, met with a social worker and told her all the things that were being done to her such as:

1. Being fed dog food by her father and step mother, because they say that she is a dog.
2. Hit in the mouth by her father.
3. Beat on the hands and legs with belts.
4. Having her cookies (vaginal area) touched by her father and step sister.

I spoke with the illustrious and beautiful Protective Services who finally told me that the worker within his county met with him and his family and have found everything to be squeaky clean and as happy as a summer's day. Of course I wanted to know if a person was in a 35 mile per hour zone with the police behind them would they go 70 miles per hour? No. So in other words I did not expect her father to break down and tell the workers that "Yea I did all of those things, as a matter of fact, I carved a number five in her forehead, tore her anus, bruised her legs, by the way even though evidence didn't come back from the GBI on the rape kit, yea I actually did do something to her." My heart is in tatters and I'm at a lost for words, they've told me that they wouldn't be doing anything because there wasn't enough evidence to do anything. I guess they're use to 4 year old telling them the above mentioned in the numbered area as well as believing that every molester will be forthright with information into their deeds.

I don't know how to protect my child so that I may keep her safe from being tossed into the lions den. I don't know how people meant to protect children will just discount what small children tell them. Oh sure I've been through this in the past years when my daughter was hurt each time afraid that my child will be taken from me. I've fought like a trooper and still their has been no banquet full of rest at the end for us. Right now this might not be my best article and it is an article for venting. I have written each member in the House of Representatives, the Commissioners, President and Vice President of the United States, the mayor of a bordering county, and out of over a hundred people I have written only a few have attempted to help before disappearing all together to leave me in a field of smoke by my self.

Currently I risk losing my child. The social workers told me that they saw the past complaints made by me which weren't substantiated, however they also didn't say that it was because when the investigation was done it was based on my household and not the household of my child's father.

How do you make people listen who won't? How do you protect a child when you have exhausted your resources? How does this state still allow domestic violence to continue outside of the relationship? Before I was so concerned about whether I would live or die and whether this man will find out where I live I am now only concerned with the well being of my daughter as I always have excluding my self. I would prefer to be the proverbial sacrificial lamb instead of my daughter becoming another statistic. I AM a mother of an emotionally, physically, and sexually abused child, and I am STILL a domestic violence victim. No longer do I deal with the beating or taunting of a man, but I deal with the dangers to my child who doesn't deserve any of this. I have learned that no matter how much I fight and no matter how much complaints I make against a man that is a Mason, that I still receive no help and the state has placed me in a field which is the range of where I can go with a protective order and snatched me back in the same breath with the abuser harming my child.

Did I place the choke chain around my neck by allowing the legitimation? Is it my fault for fighting a battle that continues to seem like a loss. I fear that I can't protect my child and provide her with the life she deserves. I fear that I'm falling into a trap surrounded with sharp poles of depression. I'm clawing with all my might to stay afloat, yet sometimes when my muscles become weary just like my soul I sometimes feel my self slipping closer, but when I feel the pinch and look above to see my daughter I fight harder because it is my right an my job to protect her. At any cost.

What made me believe that I would receive help from child protective services in the protection of my child when children such as Nateyonna Banks (http://www.accessatlanta.com/blogs/content/shared-blogs/ajc/georgia/entries/2007/03/23/democrats_blast.html), have lost their battles, because there was no need to help, because they feared more of taking away a father's rights then protecting a child from the blood that run through their veins. God gives me the strength to keep fighting and learning. That which was last will be first and that which was first will be last.

Georgia has a real problem in the protection of children and many have lost their lives. So tell me. How do I keep mine from becoming one of them based on a Masonic Rule? I pray that the hard core evidence of my little one's cold body, isn't the one that they're attempting to find before they help at a time that is too late.