ABSTRACT
It's August 1983 and I am about to enter a system, a system that will protect me and give me and my mother much needed time apart. We had no family meetings, no discussions, no therapy, no group work. I don't remember any intervention or support offered to help my mother be a mother or help me with my emotional turmoil. No. I just remember being asked if I wanted to go and stay with another family for a few months so we could have a break.
