Who to believe

I grew up being taught family is everything but in the last two years I have often wondered how true that is. My parents were in foster care as well as my grandparents and I wanted to follow in their footsteps and be a foster parent one day to.

I had 11 brothers and sisters. Some from first marriages and some adopted but I am the only blood child with my mom and dad. Now I say blood child because I have never in my life ever thought of my siblings as not being my siblings. We may have fussed with each other but God help anyone that messed with one of us because we would all come after you and at the same time. Isn't that how family is supposed to be?

I guess as you get older and get married and have families of your own things change. Personally in our case I think some of the spouses my siblings chose is why things changed. Its never good when you have a brother in law who lives for drama. Who calls CPS on you because he wants your son or lies to landlords to get you kicked out so he can have the house you're living in. I could go on and on but wont. Now personally to this day if my husband messed with any of my siblings even though they disowned me after this happened I would personally put him in his place. Family is family and stick together no matter what right? No I don't guess they do.

I haven't spoke to my 8 of my siblings in two years. When this all happened I was to blame for everything. My brother in law said I should be put in jail for trying to talk to my parents. One of my siblings who I won't name made a terrible fake facebook page about me for the world to see. Several siblings and nieces all posted on there. I have this printed off and copies of it all. My grandfather died and my husband found out about it on facebook and told me. My mothers sister forbid me and my kids to come near the funeral home. I had to tell my kids who were living hell to start with that their great grandfather died and we were forbid to go the the funeral home by my Aunt. I will never as long as I live forgive her.

I had a no contact order with me and my dad and me and my brother. My kids were also not allowed contact with either of them. I always knew I could talk to my dad about anything and now when i needed him the most I couldn't talk to him at all. My little brother is mentally handicapped and was being treated worse than we were by CPS and KSP.

Kate Jeffcoat told us that my dad would sit in her office for hours and hours and tell her how she should take my kids away. And I was a drunk and druggie. Mitch Harris said he told her this was all lies and and this was all my daughter being sexually active. He also said my dad said I was crazy and would call him and my mom all the time. I was also told dad said my kids were having sex with each other. Who do you believe?  I know dad was trying to get the focus off my brother but who throws their own daughter and grand kids under the bus? Why in the world was he even doing all this talking to the police and social workers? He was a State Trooper for 24 years and should have known better.

There is DVDs of my brother talking to Mitch Harris and Kate Jeffcoat and he was saying crazy stuff also. Like this was all lies because I was mad at them and made this stuff up. And I was crazy and so much more.

So who do you believe  Some of these things are on DVDs that Mitch recorded and some are not. My dad has a very bad heart and come to find out he had two heart attacks while being interviewed with Mitch that day. From previous experience with his heart attacks he was saying things and didn't even know what he was talking about. Was I mad? Yes I was. I still get angry for some of the things that was said. I get angry  because he should have known better being a State Trooper for 24 years then to talk to them to start with.

I get angry at some of the things my husband said. Like he would leave me for custody of the kids. Or talking about this with his ex wife and older kids. Or letting them come to court when they were partly to blame for what was going on. I felt like after all the years we had been together and everything we had been threw we needed to stand together. Mitch Harris actually told my husband if he would divorce me and take the kids away from me and my family that he would help him get custody of the kids back. I was very upset that he would consider taking my kids from me and let some asshole threaten him.

This is how I saw it. CPS and KSP wanted us all to turn on each other and that's exactly what everyone but me did. I said time and time again that we needed to unite and stand together and show them they were wrong and not let them tear us apart but no one felt the same way.

If I didn't make an effort with my parents to this very day I would probably never talk to them. I call them or try to arrange to go see them. They don't call me and when I have seen them wont go in public with me because they don't want to be seen with me. Im sorry but I didn't do anything wrong and that hurts me more then anyone will ever know. I love my parents so much and would do anything for them but sometimes wonder if they would do the same.

What?

The Trooper that took me to the jail was actually a very nice man. He had remembered my kids from Troopers Island and talked highly of them. Now that I sit and think back I was rude to him. He let me get out and smoke before he took me in the jail and I told him I had always been taught to have respect for the police but now I wouldn't spit on them if they were on fire. He just got this look but said nothing. 

As we were waiting to go in the jail I saw my dad. He looked at me and turned his head. I will never ever in my life forget the look on his face. This was the man who had worked his whole life enforcing the law and we was always so proud of him and his job and so was he. Now he had been arrested because of lies. I remember as I was talking to the bail bondsman I was watching him pace back and forth in his cell and I kept telling her they need to check on him because his heart is very very bad. Come to find out months later he actually had a heart attack while there and his defibrillator shocked his heart. Hours and hours later he got to leave OR. As he walked by the cell I was in he just looked at me and walked off. I just cried and cried and knew my dad would never be the same again and he would never love me like he had before.

When they brought my husband in I could tell just by looking at him he was so mad. He just looked at me and turned his head. I was so hurt. I couldn't figure out what the heck was even going on much less deal with everyone being so mad at me. I finally got to use the phone after hours and hours. I called my mom and she was screaming at me how I had ruined my brothers life and how my dad had worked so hard his whole life at enforcing the law and now was in jail. I finally told her I didn't have to listen to that crap and hung up on her. Later I realized she was just as upset as I was about what was going on but I knew we would never be close again.

I got to jail early that day and was refused a phone call until up in the night. It was cold. I couldn't stop crying no matter what. All I could think about was my kids. Where were they? Were they ok? When would I see them again? It didn't take long for me to loose the will to live....
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The day of hell....

August 4, 2011 was one of the worst days of my life. What started out that morning as normal ended up terrible. Mitch Harris called around 10 that morning and said he needed us to come in and finish some paperwork and our case would be done. My husband was at work and I didn't have a car so he said he would come get me.

We got dressed and Mitch was there pretty fast. He was at one door and another officer named Brian was at the other door. Me and the kids got in the car and was on our way to post when Mitch asked where my husband was working. I told him I wasn't sure where he was working that day or when he would be home. The rest of the ride was quiet and the kids were sitting in the lobby at post and I was standing outside the door smoking.

I was done smoking and walked in the lobby and my phone rang. It was my mom. She was yelling at me wanting to know why my dad and brother had been arrested. I was in total shock and asked her what she was talking about. The kids could hear her yelling and tell I was confused and they started getting upset. Mitch Harris came and opened the door from the lobby and told us to come inside Post.

I was still on the phone with my mom and she was still screaming at me. Mitch was on my left side and the kids were on my right side. Mitch started yelling at me to get off the phone. At that point I was so confused I didn't know what to do. Mitch reached up and grabbed my phone yelling that he told me to hang up the phone. About that time the other detective on the right of me grabbed Mindy by her arm and was yelling and I mean yelling in her face. That got my attention and it was on.

I yelled at him not to touch my daughter and not to talk to her like that. Mitch grabbed me from the left side and to be honest I went off. I Brian was still down in Mindys face yelling at her and I was yelling at him that I didn't care who he was he had no right to talk to her like that. After that all I can remember is hearing the kids crying and Mitch was grabbing me and pushing me around and even knocked me down.

He pushed me into a room with a whole bunch of desks and a couch with a coffee table in front of it and down onto the couch. I looked up and there sat Kate Jeffcoat. I straight out called her a stupid bitch and the Troopers said I wasn't going to talk to her like that and she stupidly said "excuse me"? Kate looked at me and said so is your dad the father of Clint my 16 yr old. I'm not even going to say what I said but Troopers came from everywhere and put me in handcuffs. Mitch read me my rights and asked me if I understood and I just glared at him.

The Trooper was walking me thru the hall and I saw my brother. I told him it would be okay and I loved him as I walked by because I could tell he was scared. I kept asking to see my kids and promised the Trooper I wouldn't do anything and I would tell them to calm down and it would be ok. He let my boys come in the hall and I told them I loved them and it would be ok but he wouldn't let Mindy come in the hall. I could hear her crying in another room. She later said she thought I had left without talking to her because I was mad at her.

That day I was arrested for Failure to report sexual abuse as well as my husband and dad was. My brother was arrested on 15 counts of rape and 5 of sexual assault on my daughter Mindy. My life had went to hell and back a couple of times in just a few hours. That was the start of the long fight we would have.
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