  What do you do when your ex has your son and he does drugs in the house and really doesn't care about the safty of his child? Yet he claims to be the allmighty father of the year. Where do you draw the line and call DHS and don't care what it does to him, but only care about the safetly of the child? Where do you quit giving a shit about what the ex will think or do, and only care about the stability of the child?
Where do you say fuck it? I got a call from a friend today, who went and did a suprise vist to the ex yesterday to drop a present of to Seth. She knocked a few times, and waited the front door was wide open. Girls in the kitchen giggling madly, the whole house smelling of meth being recently smoked, or even cooked. (unsure) To hear him yell at the front door, who the fuck is it? To walk in and ask where Seth is, to be told, uhh he's around here somewhere.
He could have walked out in the street got kidnapped, ran over, fucking drowned. She looked all over the house and couldn't find him, then checked his bedroom and he was sleeping. Now what kind of fucking person am I to let him stay there? I called CPS and they told me they would take the report, call the sherriff, and go over there. If they found something they would take Seth into protective custody until I could be contacted, and then placed in my custody. Do you know how devistating that would be for my son to experience that? What that would do to him? He would flip out and be scared shitless. And for what? Heather, his safety. That's why you do it.
I called my mom to tell her what I found out, she said she's going to make some surprise visits to the house, and was actually leaving as soon as she got off the phone with me to go over there. She doesn't like the idea of CPS coming in and taking him, I asked her what other options do I have mom, just to wait till something bad does happen and he's gone?? CPS will not place Seth in her custody. I will have to be the one to get him. I don't have the cash to get the plane ticket, and it's a 10 hour drive to get there.
One I'm willing to drive through the night for. I'm torn with what it is I should do. Am I being to considerate for Bo? Am I being to selfish? I'm concerned with the welfare of my son. Fuck! I just don't know what to do. Plus he would so know I turned him in. Which doesn't help things much. And I know the cops wouldn't have a problem finding his shit. They could smell it walking into the house, I'm sure they will find it. So I'm just sitting here half hysterical trying to type to keep myself calm.
Attempting to figure out what I should do. Waiting on my mom to call me back to hopefully give me good news, but doubtfull. My girlfriend that went over there said he was tweaking his balls off, which would validate my thoughts on him cranking. I've been getting these long over analized emails from him the last 3 days. All these big words, contradicting himself numerous times. Belittling me, and calling me stupid. Funny how things turn out. Ironically I'm not as stupid as he thinks me to be.
It's hard for me to do anything this weekend since I will be in Louisiana. I am asking my mother to keep him this weekend to keep him away from that shit. Maybe I could call on him this weekend while he doesn't have Seth so CPS can't take him if he's not there right?? So many thoughts, unsure of what to do.. 
