And so to repeat for the millionth time. (I don't mean to repeat. But I have to now. My understanding is that new people have begun following my story now online. And I want them to know all of it, from beginning to end. All the horrible things all those people did to me, that almost ended in tragedy more than once. Like they cared though, it seems.) But to repeat. I expect to have a good quality of existence for the rest of my life now. I am an old man now, or becoming one. I will need special care with my Cerebral Palsy, and whatever else I have. And no, being a helpless old man abused and neglected like that is not funny. All complicated by all those years of unknown damage. Damage now that can never be undone, my doctors tell me. And will follow an inevitable course now too, they also say. I expect a good quality of existence, and I expect all those people who are responsible for doing all those things to me for years, doing it unchecked and unknown by the public, to pay for it all, and to see to it too. And I want all the abuse to end. To end, whatever it's reasons are. It was deliberate, some of it might have been the usual practices of the mental health system. But I don't care, in any event. I want it to end, or I will report it and expose it if it continues in any way now. They are going to pay for it all, I'll see to it in whatever way I can, whether my case exists or not, or whether we're still saying I imagined all the abuse, because it all had a logical explanation, the harmless things they said and did. Because my 2011 therapist said it did actually all happen much that way. At Oakwood Hospital, and he hinted at something going on in my high school for some reason too. And I define a good quality of life as living alone at home in a nice private residence with my cat. Independent, healthy, whole and free. And driving always, always, always. The police, and Eric and whoever else was involved in that car stupidity, are going to see to that last one. I'll see to it that they do, if I have to fight for it for the rest of my life. Fight for it for the rest of my life, instead of just resting and finally having some quality of life sadly. After they are the ones who got me to that point. We'll see what they law says. I just know sovereign immunity might protect the police and courts unless they act outside of what the law says. But I don't about a case that wink, wink doesn't exist. I never heard of that one before. Most of my doctors say it does exist. But one of them also says I have to start filing endless petitions with free legal aid societies. Only to be ignored most of the time. And then have them get back with me and tell me again, that my case doesn't exist. Is he serious? Or that a sick joke? Or maybe just a red herring of some kind, I don't know sometimes. We're also going to look into who else was hurt this way in Michigan, and elsewhere. With families exploiting their family members with secret guardianship programs that they quietly initiated into. And then secretly harmed. My harm was eventually revealed to me. But what if it wasn't? And is there a case where a mentally ill or handicapped person had serious harm and the beginning of internal damage to his body like I did, but they just continued to lie? Until, what? They died? They were crippled, blinded or maimed? Made a vegetable? No, no we're looking into all of that. And all those people who did all of that to me, I still remember who they are. Many may still work as officers for the Detroit and Dearborn police force. Look into all of that and have all of those people held accountable. Or at least exposed, so people know what they've done. And they don't just move on like the police were going to do with me after they left me the way I was, and without a car too.
As I've said, my case doesn't seem to be going anywhere. In all of this time there should have been some progress made. And someone should have told me something by now. So I will have to spend the rest of my life fighting them legally and exposing what they did to me, in whatever way I can. So they are held accountable, so they hurt no one ever again like this. And so that I have all I need for the rest of my life to deal with the damage they did to me, and to have all I need for the special care I need and special items I will need just to live. I have undiagnosed Cerebral Palsy as I said. It should have been diagnosed long ago and I should have been receiving the special care I need with that. The instructions too for daily living, that those people probably get early on. And I never should have been taking those drugs, and I certainly never consented to them either. Never and not at any time. And to repeat, not only to I expect that I will always be driving, but the those people who destroyed my life and peace of mind with that nonsense. Trying to take away my only means of transportation, what was necessary for my independence and safety. And all while I am a very good driver with a very good record. I wiil keep fight for that too, even if the police and others don't agree to that. That they pay for it and make sure I always have the ability to drive along with a good car. And on the subject of how they must have done this to others in Michigan. Destroyed their lives and peace of mind when they did nothing wrong, possibly ending in tragedy sometimes. And like said, I plan on having that looked into. Tragic outcomes in cases like mine. My therapist said I could get a lot of people in trouble that way, and that is what I intend to do. Destroy others peace of mind like they did mine, when all I was trying to do was take a walk in that park when I felt down. By then I was already being followed around and harassed by the Dearborn police. They told me in 2000 that I looked too intellectually impaired to them to be driving and they wanted to take away my license. And then they started following me around, to places like other parks and nearby locations. But I needed that park to escape all that. It was large and secluded, and there was almost never anyone there. They had a boardwalk and a river and a lot of nice places to explore. At first I thought I even had it all to myself. Until the Dearborn police started doing that, and Eric confirmed my fear that they were trying to take that park, and my peaceful refuge away, when he told me around 2011 that he didn't want me going there anymore. Out of the blue and for no logical reason and even though he had never been there. And I was exploring my fantasies of communing with nature there, after I read the book Walden in 1988. And then they tried suddenly around 2000 to destroy my only means of escape from things like what they were doing to me which I know did considerable damage to my mental health and peace of mind. Like I said, all the harassment like the coffee-pouring incident in 2001 are what led directly to my 2004 suicide attempt. And then instead of stopping the harassment and abuse, they and other people in my life increased it exponentially instead. Leading to seven years of suicidal idea, which began in Sinai-Grace hospital that year like I said, with that staff there. And all the other things the other staff there said to me. When I thought I was there to be helped after a suicide attempt, not abused more. And like I've said, in 1998 the merchants at the Fairlane Town Center all told me one day that they didn't approve of my interest in sports cards. And some of the people there, like a waitress at a bar there, told me they didn't like gay people. And Eric told me recently he didn't approve me buying sports cards off Amazon and Ebay. Even though they are only about a dollar each. He told me they were unnecessary. He also tried in the past to stop me from drinking. Since about 1991 drinking and trying out new cocktails has been an enjoyable part of my life. But that, like that park, became an issue about a couple of years ago. After I cut my finger on a shot glass I accidentally dropped on the floor. But there was clearly something more to it than that, and Eric was obviously talking to someone else about that too. But anyways, fortunately my case didn't end tragically. Although as I've said, I don't know what the future holds with all the permanent damage they did to me. Damage my doctors won't even be truthful to me about, and in all this time. But if this were done to other people, what I described above and other times here, it may have ended tragically. And it's all a secret, as I said. So the public wouldn't even know. Which is why I plan on spending the rest of my life exposing it. Exposing it by recalling more of what happened to me, and giving proof and evidence of what I am saying.
I was also thinking recently, with the danger of slips on the ice that I have had to deal with for the past couple of years due to the mobility issues caused by all the damage that was done to me, maybe I should have a handicap permit for my car. Eric is out of my life now, because I complained. So I don't know who I'd get that from or who would help me. Like I've said, issues with the car have been difficult since I have been dealing with Eric for the past 15 years. He never planned on being my chauffeur like Dr. Chang and the Detroit police planned. And he was hard to rely in cases of flat tires and things like that too. And now with him gone too, I don't know how I'd get a car with all the special features I may some day need. Because like I said, I am not ever taking the bus or living in a group. Not now or ever, I flatly refuse to both of those. But on the other hand, if I slipped on the ice and broke a leg or my hip, I might not be able to drive for a couple of months. And then I might need a chauffeur for brief time. And who would that be? And how would I do the shopping and day-to-day things? How would I get to my doctors? And speaking of needs, I have a lot of special needs that come from my Cerebral Palsy, and whatever else I have. My number one and two needs are getting critical, especially after years of them being undiagnosed. The walls of my bladder are getting thin and papery and it might burst some day. And my gastroenterologist says that incomplete cleaning there could lead to infection. I can never get myself clean, I never could. Not even after several wipes and baby wipes. Like I was telling his office recently, someone should have instructed me about all of that long ago. And she was only evasive and nontalkative as I tried to get her to help me with that. Treatment for all of those things should have begun many years ago as I said. I expect to have a good quality of life from now on, to have all my needs met now, including those for all those years of hidden damage. And I define good quality of life as being a life living free in a private home, driving always. And it just seems to me after years of abuse, harassment and neglect by Eric, the police and others that they have some responsibility of all of that. Even if they didn't know all of what was going on, they knew what they were doing was illegal and wrong. And that is all that has to be proven. I am going to spend the rest of my life exposing all of them and all that they did to me if nothing else. Always repeating those three things, which there is a clear record of all. Even long after it supposedly has been resolved or is over. Although it will never be over with me. And I will be living with the permanent damage they did to me for the rest of my life too.
Also I thought of something when I came out of the hospital last July. Actually even while I was in it. Anytime I am in any new medical situation, anytime I am in any new legal situation, anytime I am in any new situation at all, I am supposed to say all my problems if any (real or alleged, IOW-whatever they are claiming at the time) were caused by that court, the police and Eric. They caused all my problems, they drove me to thoughts of desperation if any. Or am not the kind of person who panics or is prone to irrationality or rash decisions. But I'll point out how that they did could do that. What they did in the past and what they are doing now. It was their fault and their fault alone. I am not having any problems and I have done nothing wrong. And then I will carefully list all that has happened to me recently involving those people, however insignificant. The thing is last July I was supposedly there for a fictitious food safety issue. Which I believed at the time, I guess. But that could have just been a more clever lie. You never know. Also I was taken there suddenly in my pajamas. I didn't have any of my important documents with me. And I didn't have any access to them or the internet there. I haven't had too many issues with the police lately. But Eric and the court claim that he is not my legal guardian, I am imagining it when most of my doctors say he is, there is no legal problem, and nothing will ever be done about it. The police commission says basically the same thing, along with what the police did to me was not misconduct and perfectly all right in their opinion. And my doctors are obviously lying to me. Which ones and with what I am not sure. My neurologist says he never said I have Cerebral Palsy or neuropathy, both of which are obvious lies. My other doctors are slowly admitting that I have Cerebral Palsy. It's hard to say, because sometimes they deny it again the next time. And like I've said, as far as I know nothing is being done and things are only getting worse. And this has been going on for several years now. Plus I am supposed to find a lawyer for free they tell me. So after just about everyone I contact ignores me and doesn't return my calls, someone finally will. And then they will say, like Disability Rights Michigan told me last year, Eric is not your legal guardian. It says on their computer that everything is fine. No such thing is going on like that in your life. And then I am supposed to keep doing that for, what? The rest of my life I guess. I tell other people that they will have to take care of the legal matter for me, and I will just assume they are. But they always tell me they aren't. But anyways, I will make that my legal argument. All the abuse by these people in the past, and all the abuse now. How the abuse they subjected me to in the past led to my two suicide attempts. Especially the Dearborn and Detroit police in 2004. And then what began in Sinai-Grace hospital in April 2004 led to seven years of suicidal ideation. Which they knowingly caused and did nothing to prevent or address all the years that lasted. And what is going on now, I will have to include. Like I said, I will have to start saving documentation. Dates and details of events too. That will be hard if I am taken in my pajamas again. Plus I should start submitting it more now and to more people, like faxes to the court, and maybe file some patient's rights complaints if I can. (I think you can only do that against an inpatient facility or your legal guardian perhaps. And I supposedly don't have a legal guardian.) Other places too. And maybe if I can't keep something brief in my pajama pocket. Perhaps important phone numbers, which I just didn't have access to in Sinai-Grace this time. Maybe memorize key dates and events. Names and places too. I don't know. I am getting too old for this. But like I said, Eric and the lady at that new place just think that is funny.
And to repeat again what I said, my right to drive will always be at the top of my life of demands. Now and for the rest of my life. That and what they put me thru, how unjustly and unfairly I was treated with all of that, and how it continues now. Continues now with things not being resolved at all now, with me being ignored and treated like a person with less status and less rights, continues with absolutely nothing being done, and people's attitude towards me being all the same, if not worse even. All those people involved are going to make sure I always have a car and drive. I will never stop demanding that or bringing it up. My rights to drive, my ability to afford a car, any kind of car I need, and my ability to drive by whatever medical care I need to make sure I have it. With special care to prevent future damage and loss if possible, and whatever mobility and other aids I need. Which right now is nothing. Now no one is helping me with any medical or other aids. I have to figure out on my own what shoes and socks to wear, and so forth. And I don't even know what is wrong or the extend of the damage because the court, police and Eric are still having all my doctors lie to me about those important medical matters. And I wonder if there isn't some therapy or other thing I could have right now that wouldn't help. Because that is what has defined me for over thirty years, driving and living independently. And all of those people who did that to me will see to that. All those people, which includes Eric and some of my doctors too I think, will see to that. It's outrageous, and I know everyone will agree with me. And agree with me it's outrageous it all continues, nothing it being done and I am still being lied to too. And I plan on spending the rest of my life not just fighting it legally, but exposing it too.
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