More Thoughts.

So I guess it's clear I'll never have any quality of life. This all started as I've said in September 1989. At Oakwood Hospital Dearborn they told me I should enjoy a good quality of life because a fate worse than a lifetime of unbearable pain in a mental hospital would some day follow. But I took the first part of that statement literally, that I should enjoy a good quality of life. But they never really gave it to me. Everyone peaceful moment I ever had, every peaceful place like walk in the park, every harmless diversion was ruined. And now that's all beginning again. Already in the past couple of days my life is falling down around me. Eric is leaving a guardian, and I was told even in 1997 that a guardian and/or trustee chosen by a court wouldn't be a nice to me. And plus on top of that I'll never really know when this is over. Wayne County Probate Court still stuck in the phase where they are trying to convince to me to just play along with the game. A game that has left me permanently damaged and with a shortened lifespan. So let it be known if anyone ever promised me that, a good quality of life, they never gave it to me. I was always battling some hopeless battle. And they are not giving it to me now. Now I am once again just trying to leave a nice, peaceful life. And now once again I am already having it taken away from me.