From Suicidal to White Power

My first client story: mental health, fraud, restraining order, abuse

One day a lady whom I helped came up to me and asked me to meet with her grandson, stating he was “not doing well at all.” I could see that she was torn apart. After her and I talked about the details (I’ll cover those details as they fall in order in the story) I agreed to meet with him.

His story begins several years ago

He and I first met after he attended a church meeting with his grandmother. That evening I met with him around 7:30 pm. He was taller than I thought he would be. He was at least 6'4'’. When I met with him I could see that he was having a rough time in his life. He had old clothes, long beard, eyes that said “I’m done with this”, overweight, and anxious and nervous.

I started the conversation by introducing myself and asking about what he likes to do. Then I transitioned into his story. I knew that I needed to hear about the situation before I said what I could for him.

He began telling how his parents have been using him for his SSI (disability compensation). Since he graduated high school his parents have been feeding him pizza and alcohol to keep him in a trailer playing videogames until he dies. He played videogames 16 hours a day on average. His parents would scare him, demean him, and do nasty things to keep him quiet. He had a brother with down syndrome who was allowed to beat up his siblings and who was overweight himself, just pure neglect.

I learned he had two sisters. One, at the time, was 16 and who was hanging out with older boys and was on crack. His other sister, who was about 19 at that time, was not doing bad, but she was an emotional wreck about the family. She tried to go to school for nursing, but was having a rough time. The parents even threatened her still. One time when she left the house they came looking for her with a gun. The boy of our story was present for that, too. Now (in 2022) both girls have children with no fathers, just deadbeat sperm donors.

I asked him what his last night was like. He proceeded to tell me that he tried to commit suicide last night by drinking a large bottle of vodka empty. He explained to me that he was upset that he woke up. But, since he was still alive, he wanted to do something about his situation. He wanted out.

I told him things were going to be okay.

I was on the scene now and I was his parents worst nightmare

I began assessing the way we did in the military and the way people still should.

Step 1: get to safety (not false safety) and if it is not more dangerous for them

Step 2: assess open wounds

Step 3: call for help

Step 4: assess for additional wounds

Step 5: treat what we can

Step 6: transport

And so I did. I asked him if he ever seen a judge, psychologist, or did power of attorney — which I assumed all were “no”. He said “no”. I responded by saying he can live under a bridge in California right now if he wanted to. His eyes looked at me in a mix of disbelief and a first hint of freedom. I told him I can call a lawyer friend of mine if he wants to verify. So I did. I called a law firm owned by a friend and they confirmed that if there is no power of attorney and no records showing he was found incompetent, then he is his own guardian.

The very next day we went to the DMV to get him a State ID with his new address. We also went to the courthouse by my recommendation, and he filed a restraining order. On the way back home I began the conversation about mentally preparing for things to appear to be against him, saying it is normal and it is false advertisement. This conversation was important — and it is important today.

When we made it back to his new home, we almost made it to the door when a Sherriff’s Deputy walked up to us and served him with papers. The papers were for an incompetency hearing. He did much better with this since I had prepared him for it. His parent’s knew where he was staying, because they knew the person he was stayed with.

How did I know this was going to happen? Don’t know, couldn’t tell you, just knew.

So, we got him a suit and prepared him for court, too, as we developed him for the American workforce.

We brought him to the Department of Social Services to get government assistance.

I coached him about the benefits of therapy and stated he needed to get an assessment that he can present in court. We found him a neuropsychologist. He set up a psychological evaluation and started receiving therapy regularly.

He applied for food stamps and energy assistance.

He applied for college.

He started exercising to lose weight.

He received community assistance and was given a community worker.

Firstly in court, the judge gave him a continuum for the restraining order until the judge rules in the competency hearing.

The Aftermath

After 3 months, 6 court hearings later:

• he was in college for computer engineering
• had a permanent retraining order
• found competent
• still had his clinical team and community worker
• lost about 60 pounds
• began learning how to cook and speak another language
• became an influence for his sisters to follow
• and began looking into a job

I was invited to a clinical meeting about a year later. He leaned across the table to look over at me. He said, “You know you were right, Josh, the world is not as bad as I thought.”

When I Left the Team

When I left him in the hands of state-funded organizations (and all types of government assistance), things took a turn. He fell into White Power and sunk right back into where he was emotionally and psychologically.

Without truth, you will end up no better than dead. Truth is important for survival! But, people call it “religion”.

Thanks for reading! Thanks for positive comments!!