I went through a period when I was younger where I was curious about religion. I have books on tons of different religions, including Wicca, which makes me a witch, a copy of the Quran (and the Anarchist Cookbook--banned book phase, I also own an a copy of Little Black Sambo-an old Little Golden Book that was my aunt's when she was a child--must be racist too!), which makes me a terrorist. You can bet there isn't a room in the house that doesn't have candles in it. I am the same age as Damien and I refuse to get rid of my CDs or old concert T-shirts, just in case I need them later, and my CD collection, before I stopped buying them was the largest of any of my friends. I am certain that the Billie Holiday CDs will be looked over and only the Alice in Chains, Metallica, Lords of Acid and similar CDs would be the ones they would take in. There are pics of me at that age, and I doubt you could find a single one that was not of me dressed in black from head to toe. The kid's dad collects knives and before children we had Pitbulls in the yard, scorpions, snakes and tarantulas were pets and red belly piranha in the fish tank (to dispose of our victims, I would think). Immediately after my father died I was diagnosed (incorrectly, against my wishes and in my opinion at a time when no one needed to be diagnosing me of anything in the psych field in the first place) bi-polar, manic-depressive and I refused my medication after it made me worse than I was just being depressed about my father. Sadly, I too bake gingerbread and have an herb garden. But I have no tattoos!
Think I should be allowed to raise these children?