More Final Words.

And also this ordeal really didn't end in 2011, just the possibility of me committing suicide ended in 2011. This ordeal continued long into the time when my doctors finally warned me Eric was my secret guardian and finally put together the story of all the abuse, just a couple of years ago. All the abuse that began at Sinai-Grace hospital in 2004, and all the abuse I think I have been facing since my childhood. Which seems hard to believe, but my 2011 and now my former therapist seem to confirmed that happened too. All I did was go to Sinai-Grace hospital for help in 2004, but instead they did that to me. Interrogate me and treat me like a common criminal when they knew I had just attempted suicide. It could have ended tragically for seven years after that, and it almost did more than once. The only person who reassured me at all, who really basically gave me the therapy I needed, was a lawyer I found who was very inexpensive. Who told me he really didn't think I had anything to worry about. But no one else told me that. But it didn't end tragically, so I could have you all held accountable for what you did to me, or at least face justice by being exposed. How you treated me like a second class citizen and an object, like I had no rights in your eyes no worth as a human being, not even the ones I was entitled to. And endangered my life with suicide, endangered my life by almost taking away my car, in a city full of crime and violence, and in my neighborhood filled with all the abuse that I was just aware of. And it still continues. I am still being denied all access to the legal system, I am still left permanently damaged with an uncertain future, and the prospects of losing my mobility and independence, and of losing my car, just like you always wanted, if I lost my limbs. With people like the legal system, and even my doctors, who I can never trust again, now that I know using medicine to hurt people in Michigan is allowed and legal, and can go on for decades. Now that I know mentally ill people don't have the same rights as other sick people do. Rights of confidentiality, rights not to be abused, rights not to be harmed with medicine, rights of informed consent. Rights just to be presumed innocent like they would for a crime. Because if I was common criminal or accused of an actual crime I would be given more rights. But I committed no crime all my life and I have a clear conscience that way. But you still have done this all to me, and now I am left this way. Left to live the rest of my life fighting you and never knowing when this is truly over. If I can never have peace of mind and the peace of any kind of quality of life because I will never know when this is over, I will at least have the peace of knowing I am spending the rest of my life exposing all of you, all the people who were involved in this in any way, and seeing that you at least get face justice that way.