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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required (non fiction) A therapist that supposed to make your life better. A therapist that supposed to give you good advice. A therapist that supposed to ease your problems. But why is it that my son therapist wishing worst in my son life. She have the nerve to claim that I am not listening to what she saying. For someone that claim she have kids herself,she should know better and watch what she say for I will reverse every thing on her like I do with every one else.for they will respect my son. It's very upsetting that my son favor these freaks more than me and have no clue every thing they say to me about him as if they forgetting I'm his mother because of his Caucasian white skin since his part of my French culture. It makes me wonder how did people like them get to work with kids. For it pissed me off of they lack of respect they have towards my son as if they child are so perfect when they kids are not even a virgin or on drugs. They assume they existence is more important than mine and my son but last time I checked the world was never owned by no one but nature. I really sure they'res something wrong with the people among me and my son for they behavior and doing is so mentally ill a lot of them are even on drugs and have the nerve to discriminate me and my son.
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