“A couple of days after my Son's birth there came a social worker into my room knowing I had a disability, was single and a young mum already, coming across as nice and soft spoken she did NOT identify herself as looking to start an adoption process she asked to hold my Son (for a minute) and then brought another woman into my room.”
"Keep in mind he’s my abuser... he told this social worker vicious lies about me trying to make me be the bad guy that I was crazy and out of control and couldn’t take care of anything, including myself. They had this conversation out in the hallway away from me and when she came back in and told me in an accusatory way what trash I was, I immediately went into panic mode. I was crying, I was so distraught that I couldn’t control my emotions - I’m assuming because I’d just given birth."
"I was too afraid to file a complaint because she implied that she could come after me. I didn’t know how or for what reason but I was so scared of her that I didn’t say anything until my son was 18 months and I was back at work. I realized that there’s nothing she could do, and I filed a complaint with the hospital."
