Quacks: Professionals that give the good guys a bad name

I have found so much comfort in Freckles having an amazing and gifted therapist at the facility that he's in. It's the first time I've actually witnessed something being "done" to treat trauma and grief. This therapist gets it and he has a plan. Freckles has never had a plan. I've begged for a plan. He's had grown ups with initials behind their names that merely nod their heads and say, "Uh huh. Okay. We'll see you in two weeks." I couldn't figure out what these individuals were being paid for. They brought nothing to the table. Nothing. I was losing hope in the field in general and began questioning my own arrogance. Then we found Freckles' current therapist and hope returned. THIS is what it's supposed to look like. My annoyance with these therapist was not arrogance, but frustration over what I knew was wrong. 

We've been in the market for a new therapist since we've moved here. This has not gone well. No, it has not. The first therapist simply didn't work with the rest of the treatment team. This led to a lot of problems and complications. Her refusal to share information could have caused some MAJOR problems and while I liked her, I don't think I could ever trust her again. NEXT! Then there was the lady that diagnosed my son with multiple personality disorder and stated my son might have to be institutionalized for the rest of his life (this is without meeting my child, mind you). She also suggested that I had no idea what I was getting into when we adopted (You're right. We had NO IDEA we'd be met with such idiotic mental health professionals.) NEXT! We started with a team of two therapists. I had great hope, mostly because they used the term "treatment plan". You see, my expectations had been so shattered that the mere use of the phrase "treatment plan" made me think these people knew what they were doing. They ended up committing insurance fraud against our insurance company. They gave me the diagnosis of reactive attachment disorder and claimed they were treating me for it. NEXT! 

Why does this have to be so difficult? I've never had unreasonable expectations. I don't need someone that's perfect. Not at all. I'm simply looking for someone that knows a bit about trauma, is willing to work as a team, and isn't unethical. I'm currently reading Collaborative Treatment of Traumatized Children and Teens: The Trauma Systems Therapy Approach by Julie Kaplow. THIS is what I want. This is what traumatized children need. They need a team that works together to provide the right environment for said child. I'm realizing not only is it okay to have high expectations, it's necessary for my kids' well being.

I want more for my kids. They deserve it. Now I have to put the pieces together.