Georgia

And so the decision was made and Cheyann is now in a new facility in Georgia. It was a grueling few weeks as the team continued to meet and search for the logical next step. There was no right answer. In the process, Cheyann's birth father popped back onto the scene attempting to play knight-in-shining armor coming to the rescue, accusing us of not having her best interests at heart. I mostly ignored him but it hurt a little.  We went back and forth as to whether or not we would transport Cheyann down south or have at least familiar people do so, but in the end, her behavior was sliding so much that it was deemed a severe safety risk to even attempt it and a secure transport was hired. Cheyann refused to talk to me after our one uncomfortable visit at the Retreat, and then the day she was told what the decision was she finally called me so she throw some F bombs at me and let me know that when she finally was successful at killing herself it would be my fault. As hard as it was to hear that, in some ways the anger was easier to deal with than the sadness and despair. And now that the transport has successfully delivered her, we wait to hear from this new team, and start yet another leg of this journey.