The first time I logged on to this echo (just a few months ago) I was in 
a very fragile state of mind.  I was desperate for answers, shoulders to 
cry on, people to commiserate with, and looking for someone that might be
able to help me make some sense of the terrible tragedy that is still going
on within my family.  I found many friends, one in particular is a man in 
Canada who would call me once a week just to make sure that I wasn't 
getting depressed to the point of wanting to commit suicide. (Thanks 
James!  I love ya!)  He, along with several others, helped pull me through 
some really tough times, and their help has been so greatly appreciated, 
and it was so desperately needed.  We will still have some tough times 
ahead.  Children's Protective Services is not doing their part to try to 
reunify our family and they keep putting off the date of when our daughter 
*might* be able to come home.  They have no grounds for it, but they are 
doing it anyway.  We of course, are fighting back, and we're fighting hard!  
I would like to feel comfortable posting our situation on this echo, as I 
know that there are many of you out there that have been following our 
story (even if you haven't posted to me about it) and I may still need your 
support in the months ahead; however, if the bashing of groups of people 
continues, I will have no choice but to leave this echo permanently.  I 
thought this echo was to help people work through the trauma of being 
falsely accused.  I was falsely accused, and so was my husband, and two of 
our sons. It is difficult enough to live with this, and had I logged on 
here for the very first time within the last month, I would not have felt 
welcome here and God only knows what might have become of me.  I know it's 
hard, and believe me, I know it's painful, but please, let's quit wasting 
our energies bashing this sex or that, and get down to the brass tacks and
help one another.  Isn't that what we're here for?
BTW: I have to live with the same person that made the false accusations.
Can any of you imagine what that is like?  To live each day seeing the 
face of the person that has caused this pain sitting across from you at 
the dinner table night, after night, after night.  Can any of you imagine
giving your accuser a hug every day and telling them that you love them 
and that you want to help them work through this?  I do.  The accuser 
was my son.
Valery Frosty
... Please be kind to one another.  We have all suffered enough.    
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