Wow, I'd say thats partly due to Australia's collapsing foster care system.
Theres 10x more children requiring foster care at the moment than there are foster parents.
We did the whole training and application to become foster parents (it's 6 months long) but ended up pulling out after how strictly they wanted control your daily lives. aka you weren't allowed to give the kid time out if they did the wrong thing (regardless of how bad it was), only the DCP rep could punish a foster child and the foster child was still allowed to have full contact with their family via mobile phone (24/7) and you weren't allowed to know what they were talking about. (so a foster kid could tell some drug addicted nutjob where we live etc).
Basically they wanted you to be a Foster Supervisor not a Foster Parent, DCP still calls all the shots in every aspect of the childs life even down to the type of pyjamas they wear, and that wasn't for me.
Yeah I used to provide residential care for wards of the State in Adelaide. I did it for years. The teenagers did what they want when they want with no repercussions. They were allowed to walk all over us and
though we were not told that's OK, we were meant to just suck it up and get on with it. The young people got away with anything. They refused to go to school at age 12 and there was nothing we could do. They'd smash the property and all they would get was a formal caution by SAPOL.
One morning I arrived an hour early for work. Two of the turds kept waking me up while I was having a snooze in my car, startling me about three times. The last time I snapped grabbed the 11 year old by his shirt and raised my fist threatening to punch him in the face. Leading up to this I kept telling my manager I was not coping with the stress. She just gave me blank looks and never any advice or anything else that made me think she even cared. I was transferred to work at another site. Prior to that I wanted to take a mental health day. I get a call from the manager who said I needed to take annual leave or get a doctors certificate. I said no problem I'll be taking work cover. Next day I went on work cover.
After the incident I met with my pastor, his opinion was I should have snotted the little red headed ****.