It feels like an open course where yes you have a book and yes you have to cover material but you get to ask questions and discuss feelings. I remember our teacher telling us she expected us to behave like adults if we didn't share the same opinions as others. I find in life that can be so irritating when someone refuses to see anything but their way. If I didn't open up my world and see things in a different light I would not be going through this process with dyfs aka DCP&P. As I type this my scared terrified cat stormy is snuggled next to me. She leaped onto the couch and wanted a snuggle.
I saw this older type movie they make you show in the class. They had a candle lighting ceremony in the movie and I started to cry. It was cheezy and so exaggerated but still it stirred up things I haven't thought of in depth yet. The thought that someone's family has to be torn apart before my family can begin. Meaning that this child has birth parents and relatives that he/she maybe attached too. It was funny when every time she approached a topic she would say my name when she told the class not to panic about something. Saying it to me and using my name. I was told to not look at it from a stand point of breaking a family apart that the family is already broken. Whatever the reason maybe birth family is unable to care for the child and you are giving an opportunity to provide a stable loving environment.
Another guy in the class said it best the video was depressing and uplifting. This experience can be just that. I have felt overwhelmed, emotional, lost, hopeful, sad, and a mixture mass of emotions. Deep breathes talking it out and a good sleep help.
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