More On My Case.

Like I said, Eric wants to cut me loose and let me fend for myself. Fend for myself when there never was enough money in the trust for me to live on to begin with. Not unless I lived very, very frugally our probate lawyer told us. And now with all the damage done to me, hidden from my view and others, from years of that horrible Olanzapine, and those unusually high doses that took (but really should have secretly stopped), there certainly isn't enough money in it for that. And now it is revealed to me I have Cerebral Palsy too. Revealed in 2011, when it had to have been obvious to everyone including my doctors I had it since birth. And the Detroit police are on board with all of that. Because they sympathize with Eric and believe he is the real victim in all of this. They put themselves in the same class as him, for some reason. And sympathize with his alleged plight. And then as a final outrage Eric chooses now of all times to go on vacation, and almost leave my cats to die of thirst?

Well, we have a place for predatory guardians. And predatory police officers too. It's called jail and prison. And now I demand it for both. Demand it now more than ever before so we don't go thru this every year. While my limbs are about ready to fall off, but Wayne County Probate Court won't release that information. Because when they harm someone like that they want to keep it a secret of course. Beyond disgusting.