More On Eric, Etc.

Eric is done with me, he said he's leaving me. And people tell me all I did was complain. But if I was wrong about that, and he truly cared, he'd correct me. Not tell me he's done with me for good. As a trustee, as a guardian and as a family member. But I don't know what's going on, that's the main problem. He and others should consider that too. And someone just told me now that I have no money at all now without Eric. That's not what my financial institution said. They said Eric paid for nothing out of pocket. But again that's the problem, I'm not handling this because I'm in the dark and denied all access to the legal system. And now I will need a lot money for some very expensive care. For damage that was hidden from me, and forced upon me against my will in 1992. Which as I've said, I suspect started when I was forced into receiving help for passing notes in the 8th grade. I don't know the connection, but that is when my exposure to the mental health system as an adult definitely began. And now I am an old man, broken and damage, with the possibility of being abused and neglected in a group home and then losing all ability to cry for help. And I am supposed to believe for the rest of my life it was because I dared speak up.


Like I said, if I said anything wrong about Eric he should correct me. I'm serious. I'd listen. First he would have to stop denying he's my legal guardian the problem exists. And then I'd listen. Force was never necessary, anymore than harm was.

And all my doctors are lying now. Yes they are. I'm not imagining that. They are contradicting each other, they're contradicting themselves in the past. About very serious matters. So they must be lying. How would others like it if someone did that to them? Jeopardize the health and safety. Not just now, but into their older years dealing with whatever permanent damage is done? And then said it was all their fault because they complained?

Of course my Uncle Al told me in 2005 that I'd get all the medical care I need in an institution, or prison. He was a strong advocate of it. He'd talk about that behind my back, as any valued family member like he was. But he'd make sure I'd know. Drop subtle hints. And then not-so-subtle hints, if he didn't think I heard him or understood what he was (wink, wink) accidentally revealing to me. All the care I'd need, and out of sight. Kind of like people are beginning to say now.