More Conclusions.

Like I said, it became obvious around 2004 just how important always having a car was to me. To my independence, my consent and welfare and now I know if I went to group home (which never allow cars in Detroit like I said) they'd take away all my contact with the outside world. Plus after the hell they put me thru in 2004 I vowed I'd never let them take my car from me. That hasn't changed, in fact it's become more so. I will not give up driver ever in my life. And as I said, I will not ever go to a group home or old age home. Not even a one for people with dementia. I'll never walk in the front door period. And like I said, I think they played their card of having the police take me away for any reason. So I don't think they'll ever be able to do that again, or at least any time soon in any event. In short and to repeat, the car is not negotiable ever. So it is more than an eternal talking point. I will never stop fighting for it too. Along with the other two eternal talking points.

I'm just confused by the other two. Like I said, whoever started the mental abuse (which started when I was a little boy as I said) knew they were making me feel suicide was the only option. There was no hope, no solution, the pain was unbearable and would never end. I don't think they wanted me to actually commit suicide. But they knew what the were doing, which is what has me confused. But like I said, it could ended tragically. Just last time starting in Sinai-Grace hospital from 2004 to 2011 it could have ended tragically. Ended tragically right from the beginning, and a couple of times I remember. But like I said, along with the car thing I will never stop exposing it. Because there is a record of that, it was ridiculous and many people took part. All, just like with the car thing. And in a addition to exposing it always till the day I die, I will also fight all forms of abuse and all new forms of abuse. I will fight them, I will not tolerate them and I will expose them immediately and start filing complaints. This time I won't wait. As you can see, there is a new form of abuse beginning already. I am facing another hopeless situation. I am facing becoming homeless because Eric doesn't want to be my legal guardian anymore. All he ever did was just sign over an occasional check. And he obviously vandalized my washing machine and microwave. Both which he knew I couldn't do without. And on top of him leaving and going on vacation at the worst possible time, I am told in Michigan we reward that kind of behavior in guardians, and we allow them to leave you like that. Do you see why I think that is a new form of abuse? Do you see why it has all the elements of abuse that they had since I was a child? Well, I will start fighting and exposing it now. And I will also start filing detailed complaints. The patient rights complaints I sent may be returned to me because they say you have to tell them the hospital or institution you are in. So until I find the right place, I guess I'll start filing my complaints to Wayne County Probate Court explaining to them what is going on. Eric is doing all that, leaving at the worst possible time and why I think that is a new form of abuse. And in addition to fight and exposing this new form of abuse, I plan on choosing just not play along this time. And as I said to repeat, there was never enough money in the trust for me to live on to begin with. And now I a lot more expenses I never knew of. Handicap needs and possibly the need some day for a special car. Damage that was being done decades before I knew that will require special care and special things. The police were doing this damage to me and they know I will need these things now. And yet they support Eric's position on all of this, just leaving me IOW. I'm going to have to look into and expose that last one too, why the police are taking part in my abuse and neglect.

The third thing I can't figure out is my status as having Cerebral Palsy. I have that and a couple of other obvious handicaps. As one doctor explained a couple of years ago, even if scans would have missed it when I was a child it was still obvious. From the way I walked. I was obviously deliberately misdiagnosed. There's also my strange bowel and bladder symptoms I have been complaining about all my life. I know even when I was inpatient at Sinai-Grace hospital they were asking me if my urine output had ended. That does happen sometimes and has happened at least since I was an adult. Sometimes my urine flow just seems to end completely. I know I noticed that around 1993 or 5 especially, around the time I started taking that Mellaril, which may be important. All I know is it means something to a doctor. And I know I need that status of having those handicaps, I will have special needs all my life, especially now that that damage was done to me from decades of that Olanzapine and people with that with Cerebral Palsy should never take those antipsychotic drugs. So to repeat, I will spend the rest of my life exposing what they did to a poor handicapped boy and man like that and fighting for that status.

Also, this has all taken a frightening new turn. I have been damaged by that Olanzapine with Type 2 Diabetes and nerve damage in my hands and feet. A doctor told me that the never damage is permanent, I will have it for the rest of my life. And it certainly will only get worse with this new 7.5 mg dose of Olanzapine which I am taking once again for no good reason. As I said, this is a frightening new level. I have been threatened in horrible ways. At least since a young adult, and for sure at Oakwood Hospital in Dearborn in September 1989 when they told me I'd face a fate worse than I lifetime of unbearable akathisia pain. But up till now threats were all I was ever facing. Although I often wondered if I would ever face more than just threats. And now I am left with permanent damage. This is new and this is very troubling. And like I said now I am facing homelessness with handicaps that were obvious all my life and terrible neglect someday if I go to a group or old age home or lose my car. Which the police are a part of and support. Like I said, this has to be watched very carefully because I wonder where it is going to. I know part of the problem is that the police view me differently. Like with the car. There was abuse in my neighborhood and people with warrants for their arrests on traffic issues, but the police gave them their space. People like the police and Eric obviously view me differently. I have less rights and less worth in their eyes as I said. But we have a name for that kind of behavior. That is called predatory behavior. And we have a way of dealing with people who treat their fellow human beings that way. It's called a jail cell. And I am definitely looking into it with both now. Except I am denied all access to the legal system still of course.