December 1, 2019
By Nicholas Alahverdian
As I’ve grown older, my Christmases have become progressively better. Usually it’s the other way around. People tend to experience that magical feeling next to a tree decorated with glittery, beautiful ornaments best when they are young. But when one grows up in DCYF (Department of Children, Youth & Families) care, it’s a nightmare.
I was a kid in DCYF care. Some would say orphan. Others would say “ward of the state.” It was a horrible situation, especially for me, because I would end up dealing with even worse abuse than most other kids because I reported the abusive practices of what was going on in the state social service system to my legislators and other state officials since I worked with them. But we shall save that story for another time. Continue reading The Unopened Christmas Gift