More Conclusions.

So just to summarize where things stand now. I need Eric's money. Plain and simple, I need his money and can't afford to lose him under any circumstances. There was really never enough money in the trust to begin with. And now with all the expensive things I need to deal with all the deliberate damage Wayne County Probate Court and the police have done to my poor, Cerebral Palsied body, I need Eric more than ever. But that lady said if Eric got into any trouble at all for the way he has been neglecting and abusing me, he'd just be taken off as guardian. (And my personal opinion of her now if she was lying or even exaggerating when she said that is then she should get into a lot of trouble for that, and be held accountable for it too. There's a lot people exploiting and harming me, but not one instance of someone being held accountable for that. And I am not going to tolerate that.) So I guess henceforth I let it be known I have no complaints about Eric, if that is what I must do and say now. But there also are other matters, pressing matters. I need a new washing machine. I couldn't count on Eric even in an emergency before now. What if I needed a new car? What if I needed something else expensive and unexpected. Like a wheelchair ramp to my house some day? And now he is even more belligerent and abusive towards me. More than ever before. And he blames me for everything for some reason too.

And in addition to no one helping me or being held accountable for their actions, now we've entered a new, troubling phase. I'm being unlawfully detained and forcibly hospitalized and medicated for nonexistent reasons. I am being accused of not exercising food safety, when I was always good at that. And lately I have been doing better still. And when I was in Sinai-Grace 5 South, I found out that I'd have no access to the outside world in a place like that. Plus I was neglected horribly with my Cerebral Palsy. They didn't meet one of my special needs there. And I was threatened repeatedly by other patients there for being gay, and even the staff joined in in those taunts. So not only is a group home out of the question, even a nice one. But any retire home, any nursing home. Frankly even inpatient hospice care is out of the question. I'd lose all my rights there. And nobody would know what was happening to me or hear my cries for help. So no, I have to put me food down on that one. No nursing home, or any inpatient facility ever. I'd lose all my rights and be neglected, and it would just be too dangerous. But at least now I know all about that.

And I don't know what's going on with my body. I really did feel fine for years. But no in hindsight I see I was already suffering from neuropathy and nerve damage. And the symptoms are clearly changing and getting worse now. My feet are getting worse and I have other weird symptoms that just won't go away. But my doctors would never be allowed to warn me. Whoever is responsible for that, probably the Detroit police (they do have a reputation in Detroit for being cruel and heartless, and feeling the rules don't apply to them) has tidied up those loose ends this time. So I don't know what is going on or what the future holds. I just know I certainly shouldn't be back to 7.5 mg of Olanzapine. But no one knows, no one cares, no one is concerned. And like I said, Eric thinks he's the real victim in all of this. I always thought that bad things could never happen to good people. But not if the Detroit police have their way. But they haven't heard the last of me. Others have underestimated me in the past. And they always regretted it in the end. Besides fate always seems to protect me. So we'll see what becomes of all of that. All I know is if July 22nd was about silencing me, I will be sure to do the opposite. So they don't get away with what they are doing and so they don't try that again in the future.