Conclusions.

And like I said, the Michigan judicial tenure now wants me to waste the rest of my life on pointless errands to expensive notary publics sending them form after form, which they always send back and tell me it was the wrong one. I could still have some quality of life with the life that I have left. So much of it was taken from me after a lifetime of abuse, and all I ever wanted were the simple things in life that cost little or were free even. But they don't think so. Like my doctors, like the police, like the paramedics in Michigan, like Eric, like all the rest, they support and endorse how I was treated all my life. Treated and damaged and treated like a second class citizen. The police and paramedics thought I should have had my life endangered too by losing my care even though I am a good driver. Probably one of the few in the city in which I live. But I have little status and no value in their eyes. And at some point Eric or someone with tell me to stop, stop wasting my life on this, stop paying for expensive notaries. And as I said, I'd like to. I'd like to live the rest of my life in peace, to finally have some quality of life, for the abuse that started in my childhood to finally end. But I have no choice. I have to correct this injustice, I have to expose this injustice and my health and safety will always be in danger, because my doctors are still keeping the danger hidden from me now. Coerced back into silence for some reason. I have to get compensation. Compensation to live on, compensation for all the expensive care I'll need, compensation for all the expensive care I'll need complicated by my Cerebral Palsy. Which my doctors say doesn't even exist now. They weren't abusing a little, harmless, gay handicapped boy who was just trying to live his life, they were abusing a big, strong dangerous mental patient, my former therapist told me they thought once. There is no oversight, there is no justice, there is no way of holding the people who are responsible for doing all of this, doing this to vulnerable mental patients and handicapped people in Michigan, because officially it doesn't exist. It exists because the harm and damage they do overrules all legal standards and basic rights, it exists in the interests of medicine and helping the patient and protecting the public, it exists obviously so they don't have to pay monetary damages or face responsibility and justice for what they did. And the abuse continues, nobody cares, and I'll never know when the nightmare is over. Now that I know perjury is sometimes legal in Michigan, if it is for medical reasons, and medicine can be used to harm. All I was every trying to do since I was that little disabled boy was live some kind of life, but they told me I wasn't entitled to it. And they still seem to think that. The abuse continues and will continue till I die. And it's take a form that I will never escape now.