Chapter 54 Enabling the Delinquency of a Minor

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L.B. was the one who got me started smoking at the age 12 during a visit with her in which I went to visit her in Indiana and had to be picked up due to her being drunk and picking up a shotgun and swinging it around the kitchen. I was sitting on the floor behind a wall and had to call D.B. late at night to come pick me up as it was an emergency situation. She sent me home with a carton of cigarettes that she bought and then told him that I had them. 

L.B. also used to bring money up to my school or a carton of cigarettes to the school for me, she would give me fifty dollars a month to purchase cigarettes with.

L.B. also had given me wine coolers during one of my visits with her, to try and get me to like drinking but because of her and her leaving me I do not like the taste, smell or anything about how alcohol makes me feel.

While smoking was my fault and I take responsibility for that choice in the first place, as a parent I quit smoking when I became suspicious that my daughter A.J.V.M. had been stealing my cigarettes so that I was not enabling my child from participating in the unhealthy and addictive habit.


When I was in eighth grade C.P.S.B.S.B. came back into our lives by meeting me up at school and introducing me to my little brother Jordan Butterfield who is D.B.’s son. He was three years old. C.P.S.B.S.B.  said she wanted me to know my brother and used him as a tool to get back together with D.B. Introducing him to me first before she spoke with D.B. about getting back together. 



There was an episode when C.P.S.B.S.B.  picked me up from school when I was supposed to go to my friend Beth’s house for a Halloween party or to prepare for a Halloween Party that we were working on together. C.P.S.B.S.B.  insisted that I get in the truck and go with her to her mother’s house where I did not want to go, and did not have permission to be at. While at her mother’s house I was extremely uncomfortable and asked that D.B. be called. I do not remember how I got home but I think I walked the tracks home. At that time, I was way past what D.B. called my “Boundaries” I was only supposed to up to Austin Ave unless I had permission to go to Central to see T. S. who became T.M.S.M. had specific boundaries set up for me and we discussed those boundaries and I was not to go past those boundaries unless I was accompanied with someone else which usually had to be an adult.

Sometimes I used to go what I called exploring on my bike, I would ride around to see different houses. I spent a lot of time alone and was bored a lot.

D.B. was upset that C.P.S.B.S.B.  had taken me to her parent’s house and told me that it was abduct ping as he did not say she could pick me up and take me anywhere and I was not where I was supposed to be which was at B.D.’s house preparing for our Halloween Party. But I guess he let it go, not long after he broke up with her again because he said she had cheated on him with a man she brought home from a bar. Which made me infuriated because she hurt him, she also nearly smacked my face I just do not remember if it was because I refused to get into the car with her because I was supposed to go to Beth’s or if was because I stuck up for D.B. when she cheated.