Did your parents ever put you in respite as a kid?

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My mother was often advised to put me in respite as a kid so she could get a break from me but she always avoided it because before I was born she worked in a group home and was witness to staff members abusing the children. When she tried to report it, she was bullied out of her job. So anyway, I was never put in respite because my mom had seen firsthand what can occur there. She often threatened to put me in respite when I didn't want to go on camping trips but I knew it was an empty threat.

No but my mom would threaten to abandon me but she did it to my brothers too. We all believed her and she would actually act like she was following through (eg. closing the mini van door in front of me telling me I am staying there, pulling over on the shoulder and ordering us to get out and walk). She did it to get us to stop fighting and teasing each other and when we were being wild in the car or too loud and I know how hard that is as a parent to get your kids to calm down and shut up because they have minds of their own so she used empty threats to shape us up and she would get us "another chance."

Was anyone ever actually put in one?

I got dumped out of the car a couple of times as a kid too! She'd drive off and always come back - the fear of abandonment was always too real even though I don't think she ever meant it.

I got sent away a lot as a kid, family friends for the weekends, grandparents, asthma and bible camps, during teenage years I got to go to a family farm and be in charge of their house for a week - I felt so priviledged!

Now I just wonder why I got sent away, was I that difficult a child?
I've tried asking her why and she either can't remember or my behaviour just got 'too much'. Need more details than that!!

Is that what you meant?

My mother actually drove off when I was 11 after kicking me out of the car and I couldn't understand why she was mad and ordered me to get back in the car. I was going to hitchhike home so I wouldn't have to walk. She didn't drive off that far of course.

I do recall going to this family's home once a month for a weekend, after I had spent a month in a children's hospital getting diagnosed. I hated it, and the people that looked after me were obsessed about trans fats. There was also this other kid that would come there, and we would share a room. His name was Brycen. This f*****g family told me all this unfavorable BS about him, and me at the time (14 years old) didn't know any better because I was barely sure I was still human. So I sort of believed them until I spent time with this kid and realised he was no different than me. These "foster" parents were a**holes! and actually gave him s**t about him claiming he had friends. I don't care if it was true or not, you don't tell a little kid that he has no friends and he is lying, f**k these people. I wish I remembered their names so I could send them a message, but I didn't give enough of a s**t to remember.

No. I've never been sent away from home, and I've never been abandoned or kicked out of the car.