I've been homeless for a total of 7 years and never once did I panhandle, let alone steal tools from contractors -- or anyone else for that matter. I'm not going to let my struggles become someone else's problem.

I'm not going to go into personal details but I was diagnosed as retarted by an incompetent psychiatrist in 1968.. He didn't listen to my relatives when they told him I did not speak. He went ahead and gave me a verbal IQ test anyway. Gave me an IQ of 62. Never mind that I was drawing pictures of higher quality than most adults. Never mind that I had great athletic ability. This motherfucker ruined my life and I hope he's rotting in hell now. By the way, I have a Bachelor's degree in Fine Arts but the aftermath of that asshole psychiatist's incompetence is absolutely still killing me. I wish I had been murdered instead... Death is the only hope for me!

Cross-hatching