At the end of january I let these two criminals into my home. I didn’t know it at the time, but jenn later admitted to me that she came into my home–where my special needs children lived–with heroin on her person. i’ll get to that in a moment. immediately she walked into my home, a place where she would live rent-free and only contribute food stamps that her and her husband went through during their time up at night while my children and I slept. the deal was that they would either clean while I took care of the kids or pay 50/50. they had no income and ssi wouldn’t approve their case after 5 years of trying to get it, so they were stuck cleaning. from the get go she expressed disdain for my children because toddlers are “[censored]” and “messy.” I began to feel like a horrible mother and my already bad depression began to spiral out of control. we had bonded over surgery complication after surgery complication. I thought I finally had first hand understanding of what it was like to be in pain, to have anxiety, etc. I had my shortcomings and I admit them wholeheartedly. the difference was that I learned from them.

So february came around. at this point jenn was using house m. d – level opiates and it became apparent that jenn had snorted through her script and needed to run down to lancaster to get what she would call medications. I also started noticing that she would go over to my family’s home, all of them being older and pain patients to some degree themselves and would do nothing but [censored] about how “dirty” my home was, and how awful of a mom I was. that my children would be better off in foster care. that she would go through my room to find things to pawn. that my addictions and depression would ruin them. my family kept their mouths shut and they finally got my husband to come over on his day off and told us everything that was being said, and when confronted jenn lied about it. the next morning, she demanded that she go down to lancaster for meds and to “see her children”, which she never did, and I found out that they aren’t allowed to see them until dec 2018 or until they follow the court ordered classes and submit to supervised visitations. that morning she demanded that I take my paypal card and fill up her gas tank. that was after I told her I wouldn’t just give her my card. I went to the gas station up the road and when I opened her gas cap I accidentally opened her trunk. inside her trunk was my cricut explore cutting machine, several laptops that were broken and or put back together, cell phones, etc. I was furious and took everything to my mother’s home to keep them cleaning out her trunk.