It was in early 2020 that I received the first few fragments of my care records from my local council. I knew that could include members of my biological family, social workers, teachers, foster carers, or foster siblings. It’s been over a year since that first instalment of my care records was delivered. Of the information that remains, the reports are cold, unfeeling, reported judgments from social workers, case workers and counsellors. The ways in which my social workers described a traumatised child make my stomach turn.

Source: The Guardian May 15, 2021 05:00 UTC