What the deal is that I am considered mentally ill but have no intentions of killing myself or anyone else. I never have. I have never wanted to shoot up an elementary school or a hospital or a former workplace.
In 2004 I was assaulted by a mentally ill coworker named Amazetta Anderson. The agency I worked for was run by a woman named Mary Terry. I was fired for being afraid to work with Amazetta afterwords. No shit.
Instead, Mary Terry, of Southeast RCAP kept Amazetta for the next 10 years, while I went on disability, because she instructed her lawyer firm to tell people I assaulted Amazetta.
It's amazing what employers will do to avoid a lawsuit. I took her to court.
I won $945 a month and a right to call my service dog a service dog.
As a result of this lawsuit, I live in shitty conditions, with shitty people who hate me. My life has gone down hill in the past two years.
I live with someone who is only happy when I turn over most of my money to him everyday. The unicorn meat eating cat lives a very unhappy life. Do you need a room mate? I come cheap.
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