2-20-2003

K came visited as he told me last week. He showed up around 11 and left about 12:30. We met in East Block. I showed him my writs in the Supreme Court. He read through them and was impressed with the quality. After he looked over the 115 writ and the judge’s response, he thought that I should’ve started the rule violation issue without stating the retaliation. He felt the judge probably didn’t see the error. He suggested that I had the lawyer file an amended writ to focus on the 115 issue alone. I agreed with his logic. However, I didn’t want to do anything without talking to the lawyer. I asked him to arrange a meeting with the lawyer. He said he’ll do that. He gave me a draft of the statement of facts on the rescission writ. I don’t think he did much. He just wanted to show me something. He could’ve done better. He said he’ll have a better draft in two weeks. I hope so. I wrote to him and corrected some of the mistakes. He’ll need to get it done soon. We talked about my writs through the whole visit. He said he’ll email Sis about the doctor’s note on hardship.

The Sgt. Gave me a hard time about my notebook and pen holder. He’s a jerk. He commented, “is your attorney a cheapskate of what? No Hamburger, sodas?” He made me stripped.

D kept talking about going to war. He’s brainwashed.

I rested a little. Ma cooked lunch. I was full when dinner came. I received two legal mail; one stamped copy from Supreme Court, the other from Court of Appeals. I sent the Court of Appeals response to the lawyer.

Ma heard voices again. He was struggling for an hour. He didn’t want to call me because he thought he would bother me. I called him and he started sharing with me. He said he heard people telling him things and he responded and plead with them to leave him alone. He also heard cries good and bad things. He’s insecure and paranoid. He thought I want to get rid of him. He’s afraid that I would look down at him. He remembered most the things I told him. He kept thinking negatively. I had to talk to him for 2 hours before he clam down. I have to be careful what I say to him. He takes it to the extreme. He needs professional help, but they don’t provide help to him. He said when he asked questions and talked, the doctor only want to increase his dosage of medication. He needs one on one time with a consistent doctor daily or at less two times a week. I feel trapped by him because he expects me to be there anytime he calls me. I feel responsible to help him, but he’s too much for me. I don’t want to abandon him either. I need some tools to help him. I need psychology lessons.

May God help me to help him overcome his voices. Much strength to my friends M, R, and L.

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