When you are told after your children are Legally Kidnapped that if you shed a tear at witnessing your children being drugged, beaten, attempting to commit suicide, suffering heart attacks, being raped in foster care, then further told that if you report it to anyone your parental rights will be terminated, you succumb to a foster care worker's power of medically diagnosing you as having anger issues, recommending certain psychotropic medication for you that you must take in fear of having your children continue to suffer the state sponsored torture which justifies polypharmaceutical cocktails which accesses higher rates of title IV-E funding, of which if you formally complain you are formally certified as a termination of parental rights movement of the court.
The elongated rambling of the aforementioned paragraph should provide the average reader of child abuse propaganda insight to the fact that the entire child protective industry is noting more than a political mobilizational tool to encourage an original guardian to celebrate their time in foster care hell by joining my mission and singing my favorite song.
Without further adieu, I share the theme song of my time in foster care hell.
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