Conclusions.

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Like I've said, the court, Eric and all the rest who were in anyway part of this not only denied me my consent, but they denied me my consent in the worst way possible. They denied me my informed consent. If I at least knew the harm that horrible Olanzapine was doing to me early on I could have taken some action. And frankly that would have included just to stop taking it. Since I have never been a risk to myself or others I have always been outpatient. Rarely or ever have I ever been inpatient. Just when all those people in my life drove me to suicide, really. 1986 was the only time I was inpatient at Oakwood Hospital 10 North to stabilize my medicine. All the other times was for that reason, because the abuse in my life led to a suicide attempt. And now that chance has forever been taken from me. The damage to my body is permanent. Not only the nerve damage to me feet and hands, which will always be complicated by Cerebral Palsy, and now my old age. There is a real chance I could lose my ability to drive, which I always knew could endanger me. They seemed to realize that around 2014 like I said, but now it's too late to undo the permanent damage. But all the other problems I have that really don't run in my family. Type 2 Diabetes, heart disease, glaucoma, high blood pressure, etc. Some day I may even need the option of things like assisted suicide from all the damage they did to me. But of course I will never know when my medical consent is restored. I would have to first be satisfied that they are no longer lying to me. And for that reason, by now Eric should have at least admitted he is my legal guardian. You know, like all my doctors and everyone else admits. But he is still adamant about that and says I must be imagining things. Anyways, I am thru expecting them to be truthful, or to believe this is ever over with. It never will be over with for me. And I've seen what they are all capable of too. All while they pretend to the public they are caring individuals and that we have a humane mental health care system in Michigan that would never harm anyone. I've seen what kind of people they are, all while they claim to the public they aren't, and I will have to deal with that for the rest of my life now. The rest of my life forever shortened and all those years taken from me from that abuse, when all I was trying to do was enjoy a walk in the park or some cheese saganaki or beef Wellington. Oh, and now I am supposed to be sending endless notarized documents to the Michigan judicial tenure commission, while they send me on a wild goose chase now. Which at some point people will tell me is unnecessary. But like people tell me no, if that's true, this horrible injustice I claim is happening to me, I must do that. I have no choice. All I know is whatever decisions I make, like end of life for example or many others, will have to be made on my own. Because like all my life since 1989, and now after finding out all of this a couple of years ago, I am once again standing all alone, just like the song says. (I know when talking of my personal and political views on things like that Eric has claimed concern, concern that I might consider that option if I am in horrible pain some day or something like that. But like that famous scene from that Charles Dickens novel points out, it doesn't quite work that way. You don't exploit people and then claim concern they might consider that as option to that.)

But anyways, as I said I guess I've given up on this ever being over with. I always knew that I would never know when it is, and now I realize I is better to always just assume that till the end. Spending my life exposing all these people for the disgusting human beings that they are, all while they claim to the public they are fine, upstanding citizens. And all while trying to find some quality of life, and maybe recover all those years all those people took from me. And with a little luck maybe as it often happens in history fate will step in and deliver these people some real justice, where a poor, defenseless marginalized person like me was unable to.
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