Tonight I spoke to C on the phone to arrange her visitation with Little J. The judge ordered that we must allow 12 hours of visitation per week between them. For her part, C needs to talk to her social worker to arrange to have her social assistance pay for her half of the visits. (We get to pay half too; what a nice reward for doing the right thing.) When I tried to explain this to C she was argumentative and irrational. And she was totally stoned. She was slurring and incomprehensible. I really have to wonder, if the judge could see for himself how impossible and exhausting it is to deal with her, would he still order us to be duct taped to her forever like this?
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