You know the type. The obsessive, child worshiping diaper sniffers who hovers over every aspect of their growth and development, bond with your children and cry and scream about the injustice when they give you your kids back.
I tend to refer to these people as the Loony Tune because they're going to take you home and love you and hug you and squeeze you and call you George and protect you from your parents who are working hard to get you back at all cost and bla bla bla...
But still, it never ceases to amaze me just how gullible some of these people are, like the gal over at Foster Ducklings for example...
How you can make a difference for many starfish (fair warning: grab a tissue)
This is the type of person who would view me as the bad guy for working at exposing all the problems in child welfare. You need to look at it from the psychological aspect because there is something wrong with this person. She is a basket case, you know, the kind of person who likes to have a good cry every now and then.
She also totally disregards the real parents and blogs as a way to share her emotional bullshit with other tear junkies such as herself.
They say it takes a special kind of a person to be a foster parent. That certainly isn't normal.
And this is that special person.
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