No Such Thing as Justice

At this point it’s generally safe to assume that I’m drunk at all times, sorry again for a shitty post that jumps too much between topics.

Well, I got the ball rolling with all of the legal crap as far as suing to get my knee fixed, since worker’s comp would rather fight with me for three years instead of doing their job.  Earlier last week my other knee finally gave out from the overcompensation.  My lawyer got me approved to go see a doctor on my former employer’s dime, but that doesn’t change the fact that I may never walk again without some form of assistance, and that’s assuming my surgeries go extraordinarily well.

I would crack some joke about family support, but that’s nonexistent in mine.  I’m somehow lazy because I can’t walk, but my brother is still a fucking saint, even though he destroyed both of his marriages by cheating and giving a plethora of STDs to his wives, he was fired by our grandfather for being the worst worker he’d ever met, he was fired from his last real job for stealing from the company, and the thing that convinced his second ex wife that she had to leave him was that he apparently has a thing for child porn.  But yeah, the whole family loves him and bows down before him, while constantly telling me how worthless and useless I am.

I can’t walk, I have PTSD and Depression, I was tortured and tormented by my dad for absolutely no reason all throughout my childhood.  I’ve always put every effort into being as good of a person as I can possibly be, but I don’t even get the short end of the stick, because at least then I would be getting something, instead I just have any chance of happiness in my future ripped away whenever I find it.  But that fucking piece of shit uses people and throws them away, he’s incapable of comprehending the concept of loyalty or honesty, that sociopath gets handed everything.  It’s complete fucking bullshit.