Dear satanic foster mom

For many years of my life I've hated you and your family. I was a 13 year old kid who just had their father say "I don't want her anymore". I was sent to you on respite because I was the bullied, sexually assaulted, outcast in my previous foster home. You put up such a great front. Made me feel like maybe I did matter and life wasn't all misery and heartache. You let me move in with you and then let your true colors show. You let my foster sister abuse me. You fed my dinner to the dog, sent me to bed hungry, and laughed about it. You kept my families letters and phone calls from me making me think I wasn't missed, wanted, or loved. You physically abused me because I didn't want to eat pizza crust, pizza crust!! You constantly found reasons to ground me to my bedroom, taking everything from me and alienating me from the few people I did have contact with. I was having an allergic reaction to my new sleep medicine as well as suffering from an overdose. You knew and you made me go to bed anyway. Only taking me to the hospital once you thought I might die. You left me at the hospital thinking I was going to die. You didn't contact my family, you didn't ask the doctors about me. Days later you took me back home and resumed the grounding I did nothing to deserve. You let your adult children abuse me, threaten me, and talk about me in a horrific manner while I was standing right there. You stole from me. You made me care for your daycare children that you abused so you could go shopping or just hang out. When the judge finally approved my request to go back home you did everything in your power to make my last days with you hell on earth and you teamed up with my case manager to try and get my approval revoked so that I couldn't go home. You were/are quite literally Satan. You broke what was left of my already broken spirit. To this day, 12 YEARS later, I still cry when I think about everything you did to me. But now I want to thank you. Because not only have you made me a stronger person. But you've inspired me to become an advocate for children in any way I can. I currently teach children in bad situations. I'm also in the process of becoming a foster parent myself and I'm pursuing a degree in child psychology so that I can save children from ever experiencing things like I did. So I can make sure they know that they matter, that they should never give up, and that there is ALWAYS someone out there that will love them and fight for them. Every day I strive to be the furthest thing from similar to you and thanks to that I'm going to make children's lives better.

Though I'm thankful for your demented abuse since it's led to such positive things I hope that you never find peace in life and go straight to hell when you die. Since you claim you're a massive, God fearing christian these days. You deserve nothing but misery and sadness.

Sincerely,

an insignificant foster kid