What I Plan To Do.

As I've said, my case doesn't seem to be going anywhere. In all of this time there should have been some progress made. And someone should have told me something by now. So I will have to spend the rest of my life fighting them legally and exposing what they did to me, in whatever way I can. So they are held accountable, so they hurt no one ever again like this. And so that I have all I need for the rest of my life to deal with the damage they did to me, and to have all I need for the special care I need and special items I will need just to live. I have undiagnosed Cerebral Palsy as I said. It should have been diagnosed long ago and I should have been receiving the special care I need with that. The instructions too for daily living, that those people probably get early on. And I never should have been taking those drugs, and I certainly never consented to them either. Never and not at any time. And to repeat, not only to I expect that I will always be driving, but the those people who destroyed my life and peace of mind with that nonsense. Trying to take away my only means of transportation, what was necessary for my independence and safety. And all while I am a very good driver with a very good record. I wiil keep fight for that too, even if the police and others don't agree to that. That they pay for it and make sure I always have the ability to drive along with a good car.

And on the subject of how they must have done this to others in Michigan. Destroyed their lives and peace of mind when they did nothing wrong, possibly ending in tragedy sometimes. And like said, I plan on having that looked into. Tragic outcomes in cases like mine. My therapist said I could get a lot of people in trouble that way, and that is what I intend to do. Destroy others peace of mind like they did mine, when all I was trying to do was take a walk in that park when I felt down. By then I was already being followed around and harassed by the Dearborn police. They told me in 2000 that I looked too intellectually impaired to them to be driving and they wanted to take away my license. And then they started following me around, to places like other parks and nearby locations. But I needed that park to escape all that. It was large and secluded, and there was almost never anyone there. They had a boardwalk and a river and a lot of nice places to explore. At first I thought I even had it all to myself. Until the Dearborn police started doing that, and Eric confirmed my fear that they were trying to take that park, and my peaceful refuge away, when he told me around 2011 that he didn't want me going there anymore. Out of the blue and for no logical reason and even though he had never been there. And I was exploring my fantasies of communing with nature there, after I read the book Walden in 1988. And then they tried suddenly around 2000 to destroy my only means of escape from things like what they were doing to me which I know did considerable damage to my mental health and peace of mind. Like I said, all the harassment like the coffee-pouring incident in 2001 are what led directly to my 2004 suicide attempt. And then instead of stopping the harassment and abuse, they and other people in my life increased it exponentially instead. Leading to seven years of suicidal idea, which began in Sinai-Grace hospital that year like I said, with that staff there. And all the other things the other staff there said to me. When I thought I was there to be helped after a suicide attempt, not abused more.

And like I've said, in 1998 the merchants at the Fairlane Town Center all told me one day that they didn't approve of my interest in sports cards. And some of the people there, like a waitress at a bar there, told me they didn't like gay people. And Eric told me recently he didn't approve me buying sports cards off Amazon and Ebay. Even though they are only about a dollar each. He told me they were unnecessary. He also tried in the past to stop me from drinking. Since about 1991 drinking and trying out new cocktails has been an enjoyable part of my life. But that, like that park, became an issue about a couple of years ago. After I cut my finger on a shot glass I accidentally dropped on the floor. But there was clearly something more to it than that, and Eric was obviously talking to someone else about that too.

But anyways, fortunately my case didn't end tragically. Although as I've said, I don't know what the future holds with all the permanent damage they did to me. Damage my doctors won't even be truthful to me about, and in all this time. But if this were done to other people, what I described above and other times here, it may have ended tragically. And it's all a secret, as I said. So the public wouldn't even know. Which is why I plan on spending the rest of my life exposing it. Exposing it by recalling more of what happened to me, and giving proof and evidence of what I am saying.