More Updates.

All the clothing I had in the world was washed and in those laundry baskets on my basement floor. Where all the standing water is now. I have absolutely nothing to wear now.

I'm sorry to have to be the only one to say this. But was all of this even necessary? And now I am going to be damaged again with those high doses of Olanzapine. And this time, Wayne County Probate Court, the Detroit Police, my legal guardian Eric and/or whoever else is secretly involved is going to make sure that I never find out. This time until it is much, much too late.

Again, was all of this even necessary?