This is kind of a long story, but I need to get it off my chest. A few years ago I had a daycare provider who ended up being the sister of a childhood friend I have or had, I should say. I knew when I went to meet the new daycare provider that it was her. I was just in shock and thought it was great because I didn't have to worry about anything. Well she and I started doing things together and going out and dancing. We built a pretty good friendship. The first thing that happened was I went to pick up my daughter (who was 5 months old at the time) and a one and a half year old had jumped on her and she had 32 bites on her. I had to take her down to the ER and have her cleaned and made sure nothing gets infected. That was three weeks in to the daycare situation. Well the DCP (daycare provider) told the mother of the one that did the biting that she couldn't be there anymore, so I figured that was good enough and kept my daughters there. She was my friend, remember. Well, when I brought her down to the ER, they called in the social workers and everything. I told them that I didn't want to give them her name and that it was just a fluke. Well, over the summer other things happened, my youngest broke out in these bites all over and I couldn't figure out where it was coming from. Only that when she wasn't at daycare, they appeared to go away. So DCP and I had it out a couple of times over what was going on, etc. etc. but we managed to keep the friendship in tact. My oldest daughter would tell me things that I didn't like. So, I'd bring that to DCP's attention as well. Well, it ended up that I moved 20 miles away and had to pull them out anyway. I also had gotten off of my meds some time before that and DCP tried to tell me numerous times that I needed help. Of course, I didn't believe her. Well, it appears that someone had called the county about her. I can't say I hadn't thought of it, but I never did it because I figured that time would fade all things, ya know? Well, she and her sister and mother think that it's me. They've been saying things about me to others that I had confided in them years back. I've sent a couple of emails to her sister and she just emails me back telling me I'm a "paranoid bitch out to wreck everyone's life". This really bothers me that I've lost these two as friends. I wrote DCP a letter about a year ago apologizing for our arguments we had and told her I was wrong and that I had gotten back on my meds and I was truly sorry and felt very bad over our fall out. They still will not talk to me. Her sister has even gone to the length of accusing me of being a bad mother. These two know my life history and they know that I need anti-depressants to survive. They know this. Why do they not understand this? I suppose I can just write it off as a loss, huh?
Posted on Jan 12, 2002, 11:00 AM from IP address 63.231.146.133