Still More Thoughts.

I wanted to tell you about something. This is about the Detroit police too, and perhaps you might want to tell them this. I obviously have a very low status in their eyes. This is a pattern that goes back at least to 2005 and the car thing. I have a status and worth in their eyes even lower than the lowest criminal, even beneath an animal. They didn't even try asking me about July 22nd. They did it by force. They used secrecy showing how low they view me. The legal documents were obviously falsified showing they don't even follow their own rules. Falsified legal documents saying I have food safety issues when I never did and plainly told people I was actually doing even better with that. And there was absolutely no legal accountability with that, showing how others view me too. And now I have to deal with that. That that could happen when I least suspect it, when everything is going very well. That people don't bother to ask me or tell me what they are doing, like some dog when you're putting it down. Leading now for me to panic and having to always assume the worst instead of calmly think things thru. And now instead of showing me more respect, they are going to show me less aren't they? And tell me less. And give me lower legal status. And if anything bad comes of that whose fault will that be? But they are going to blame me aren't they? And just treat me more like an animal aren't they? A person without the status or ability to make his own decisions.

And the car is not negotiable, not at all. I decided that long ago when that nightmare began in 2005. And now I know it's more so as I have explained. I will do whatever it takes, emphasis on the word whatever, to make sure I never lose my car. I don't know though. My financial institution told me Eric paid for nothing out-of-pocket. And I know that's a complete lie. He paid for half my dental. I know he paid for a lot of other things too. Actually almost everything. And now he walks away. My life is over. I was hoping to enjoy a simple, happy life like I wanted since high school. But now that is forever gone and I am going to spend the rest of my life dealing with this. Dealing with this and people lying to me. They've already started telling me nothing will change and everything will be all right. Do you see what I mean when I say I have no value in others' eyes?

So. I think this is what will happen. They'll tell me nothing. In fact maybe as a diversion they'll concoct some story that things in my my life are going better. Some story complete with evidence and proof. And then the Detroit police will restrain me like an animal and take me to one of those Detroit group homes. And they'll lock the door and I'll never get out again and forever lose my consent. And it will be terrible there. I already know a little. I will be neglected horribly with my Cerebral Palsy and other needs. I'll be threatened. I'll be abused. I won't matter there.

If I could trust Wayne County Probate Court and the Detroit police and if they treated me with respect. But when did they ever do that? If I could believe them because they weren't lying again. But when did that ever happen? When did any of the above ever happen even once? When did they even give me the status equivalent to that of a criminal?

Eric was responsible for all that I had. All the nice things I had, all the things I needed, all the things I couldn't do without, all the things I'll need with that horrible permanent damage done to me. And now he gone, he's abandoning me for good. And I seem to be the only person who cares.