More Conclusions.

Like I said, I recently got that letter from the police commission saying that they see no wrongdoing. And Wayne County Probate Court and Eric still want me to believe (or play along, I don't know which) that my case doesn't even exist. The damage done to me, the lifelong care I will now need, the pain and suffering it will create, all the special needs I will now have certainly exist. But they don't agree for some reason. And now Eric leaves me because like Evalyn, I did the wrong thing by complaining. And like with St. Scholastica grade school, and Sinai-Grace in 2004, I need to be taught another sick, moral lesson with that. So now the police will always be part of my legal argument, and for the rest of my life. I would rather spend the little time they left me with finally enjoying some quality of life free of the abuse. But they have other plans. Nothing is being done, and even if they told me it was I couldn't believe them. I'll never really know when this is over. And if people can lie on sworn legal forms and judges and police can steal themselves, we know what they are capable of too. And like I said, if the argument they are trying to make is like Dr. Bazini and Oakwood hospital made in 1989, and possibly Dr. Chang and the Frank Murphy Hall of Justice did in 1992 with that plastic gloves can lead to "infection and death" comment, that I am morally weak because they abused me and made it seem suicide was the only way out, I will always make clear. I am not suicidal and never have been. I have always had a strong desire to live no matter what. But the abuse was extreme, it was nonstop for decades, and they would never listen to any reason even when I tried. Following me around to parks, telling me they didn't approve of my interest in sports cards, telling me they were suddenly going to take away my car even though I told them it would destroy my life and they knew I was a good driver. And all that abuse that started in Sinai-Grace Hospital in 2004, leading to seven years of suicidal ideation. Which seem to have surrounded the fact I am gay. And that will always be central to my argument and my case. Like I told them at Sinai-Grace this last time I was there, I will always bring it up. And it probably has something to do with why the police and first responders where harassing me and wouldn't just let me live my life in peace. It certainly is how this all started in St. Scholastica grade school in 1982 with Andrew Long, Jr. I've never had a problem with that. Certainly it was never a choice. And I never thought that just simply having those thoughts made me a bad person. And most or all of my adult life I have identified as gay. But they had a problem with that. At the Fairlane Town Center in 1998 for example some of the merchants and staff there told me they didn't approve. Even though it was none of their business and it was unlikely they'd even know. But the local police and first responders do put me in a lower status. Lower than even the worst criminal that they think they can just take things away from me like my car even though they knew what that would do to me. And they feel they can treat me those other ways too. Since my case is still going nowhere, I will have to spend the rest of my life making so that is all investigated and looked into. Because it endangered my life and almost destroyed it. And I wonder if it happened to anyone else. If it did they may just may never know. I know my therapist told me I could get a lot of people in trouble with this. But I think it is time we do this. And I know most people would agree with that.