More On Where Things Are Now.

All I have ever been trying to do all my life is just live my life. Just live my life and do the simple things that I enjoy. Things that harm no one and don't concern others. And ever since I was a child people have been trying to stop me. Stop me from enjoying those Halloween parties and having one chance for just one night not to be ugly, stop me from enjoying a nice affordable German restaurant once in a while, stop me from enjoying my saganaki cheese, stop me doing simple things like take a walk in the park or a trip to the store. Stop me from having a good quality of life and being independent too. And it always seemed like it was no accident, like it was it was almost planned that way. And now I find out that it was always planned, planned as a form of abuse that way, right from the start. And now I am permanently damaged, my life forever shortened by Type 2 Diabetes, my life course forever altered. I'm probably going to need a lot expensive things now. And I think I deserve at least a good quality of life too. But no one in my life feels responsible, no one wants to help me, no one is doing anything, nothing is being done. You'll manage, is all the police and others have to say about that. Even though the law would usually agree with me on all of this. But my case doesn't even officially exist. And now instead of anything improving, Eric just leaves me September 15, saying he's had enough and it's all my fault. And I'm left like this now. For the first time truly alone and with no one to help me. And not even knowing where to start with what to do because I still don't even know what's going on. I just know no one is helping me, nothing is being done and clearly no one cares.