nccotus

it started wirh Obama. He enmeshed me with his personal issues over some errant letters I wrote in a desperate moment when I wad forced to choose between pro-Black and pro-Life.

i got a name as a racist.

Then, when I left Florida and moved to PA, i made a horrible suicide attempt, a month’s worth of an anti seizure med. I landed at the Extended Acute Care Unit at Sacred Heart Hospital Allentown, now St, Lukes. There, I was drawn into a worse battle with a bunch of Latino nurses and psych techs. I was all but dead. The psychiatrist and PA were both Mexican and the white male psychologist was gay. I asked a question of the psycholigist about something the young black psych tech did that I didnt understand and was called into a vortex. We were friends. Me and the psych tech. But not after that. The Mexican doctor then fostered a relationship between one of the Latino nurses and the psych tech. I was ordered to stay in my room. I was there for 10 months. I got out of being placed at a home by asking my mother to pay for a private personal care boarding home but that only lasted 3 months. She was forced to let me return to her place.

ive been lost since then. She died.

here, I am in the clench of some Latino nurses again.

i thought, before, that I was learning a lesson about Latino culture that I needed but I no longer see it that way. These women are using a helpless white woman for their ego strength in the most shameless way.

i have organic personality disorder and it is sexually based. I was treated like a criminal. Also, I am British in America and I have my own minority issues.

i also have my own LGBTQ issues. A broken pud. Sorta like I went through a bad sex change operation: a botch. I mark myself “Queer.” It is a feature of my organic personality disorder that nobody gets. I try to explain but men take it as a come on and so do women, nuns, caregivers, and therapists alike.

at this age it hardly seems to matter. But there is a sick history here that needs to be resolved.