Dk went back to her foster home tonight instead of staying thru Sunday. We had some good days and we had some bad days, but I'm glad she agreed to spend time with me. I just wish she'd take her medicine. Her anxiety and depression might not be so bad. She was taking them when first got them and there was a real difference in her attitude and behavior. She doesn't take them now as a way of 'getting back' at us for 'trying to control her life'. Sigh...
Please keep her in your prayers that she starts taking it again and that it can help her feel good about herself.