More Conclusions.

Like I said, this has taken a frightening new turn in more then one way. I am back at dangerously high levels of Olanzapine again. And if I have to go to that new clinic to have it lowered, that obviously isn't going to happen. I've always had problems being on time for things. It was never my fault, I always knew. And now issues of mobility, being carefully putting on things like my pants and shoes and just age in general are only going to make me more late. Under the Americans with Disabilities Act, they are supposed to accommodate me, not make it harder, say it's my fault or act indifferent to my problem. And that Olanzapine going to only damage me more this time. I shouldn't be taking it to begin with. And I was never a danger to myself or others. My therapist says that that and all the secrecy is to hide the wrongdoings of others. Well I obviously shouldn't be permanently damaged and harmed to hide the wrongdoings of others. And just like with the car, which like this is just caused by the callous and indifferent attitude of the Detroit police. Especially the ones at our infamous 8th precinct. They are going to forever destroy my life that way but not care at that point how I fare. I told them back then, I would I function, how would I take care of my most basic need without a car. How would I even get to my psychiatrist office for God's sake. You'll manage, was always the reply. And now we are at a pivotal point in more than one way. I cannot allow anyone to put me even an old age home, not even when I am old and feeble. After my experiences in Sinai-Grace 5 South I know, I just can't allow it. I already knew I'd lose all medical consent there. But now I also know I will be neglected horribly there. I will be threatened and abused as a vulnerable man with Cerebral Palsy who's gay. And I also now know I will lose all contact with the outside world. So I can never let it get that far, never even get in the front door of such a place. Or is someone says pack your things, we're sending you to a nice old age home or group home, I will always say absolutely not. Try even getting me out the front door for that. Try getting me out of bed even. IOW, I will block you at every turn. I can not even go to a home for care of people with dementia I now know. All care will have to be in-home care for the rest of my life. And the damage that is being done to my hands and feet even as we speak jeopardizes my freedom and independence. But my doctors will not be allowed to warn me this time.

And I didn't know that the laws in Michigan protect your abuser when you are under guardianship. I honestly didn't. Because I need Eric's money, there simply isn't enough in the trust saved up. And now with all the damage. All the damage that was done unknown to me and all the damage that is being done now also unknown to me, coupled with my undiagnosed Cerebral Palsy, I could never be supported by the trust alone. Eric has to stay no matter what. I was hoping some legal sanctions would make him abuse and neglect me less. But my case manager says no. She says trying to get him to stop abusing and neglecting me would only work out very badly for me by having Wayne County Probate Court remove him. Then who would pay for all this expensive stuff? So then I guess to get Eric to stay I will have to accept the abuse. But already I need a new washing machine. And already I have a couple of loads of washes to do. And again the trust by itself couldn't afford to pay for things like washing machines if they ever break down. (The washing machine looks like it was vandalized. Eric said there was just a broken pipe in the basement. Then what happened to the microwave upstairs in the kitchen? None of that makes sense.) But right now I will have to be going out periodically at 3 AM to do my laundry. And all this while I will be waiting for Eric to replace my washing machine. Which he will never do of course. And what if some day I need a special car like I said? Again, he'll never get me one. Then he'll stop returning my phone calls and texts, he might even eventually just block my number. That hasn't even happened yet, but I already know that's what will happen. But like I said, the only alternative is the trust that could never pay for these items to begin with. So I will have allow Eric's abuse and neglect, and deal with every situation that way, like I just described.

And like I said, I will not be intimidated. There was no food safety issue in my house. And even if there was, it was not necessary to take me my force to Sinai-Grace 5 South. Eric and the Detroit police falsified documents when they said that. And I demand they are held accountable for that. And they also were trying to obstruct justice and intimidate me as a witness. They don't know me very well if they think that will work on me. I will not be intimidated, and I am ramping up my efforts now. I will see them all get the full penalty for whatever they did. If the secrecy is to hide what they've done, then obviously the secrecy has to go. And go soon now that I am being damaged even as we speak. No one seems to be helping me or listening to me now. But I have my perseverance, which has always eventually helped me in the past. And it also seems like fate is helping me. Fate has helped me get this far and helped me thru the years to get to this point, to make sure all involved held fully accountable for what they did. There were many times in the past when the horrible abuse all the people in my life, and the people above, could have ended tragically with my suicide. But it never did like I said to bring me to this point. I also have to wonder if driving me to the point of considering suicide was an accident to begin with. People like that homophobic staff member at Sinai-Grace in 2004 knew exactly what they were doing to me. So why did they do it? Like I said, I won't rest until that is uncovered too.