From: Dan Berladyn [mailto:dberladyn@gmail.com]
Sent: February 19, 2016 1:22 AM
To: john.mogk@fraserhealth.ca
Subject: FW: Diagnosis, the System, Legal Affairs, Etc.

I wanted to write something in here.  Dr. Owen James counselled my mother and he told her I needed stable environment.  Remember, I was “mentally ill” with bipolar disorder.  I suppose that’s a double edged sword.  It’s a legal defense that they'll be happy to say they cannot find then charge me.  I feel like it’s criminal.

I used to plead with my mother.  The fighting in the house, my siblings telling me where I am allowed to go and where I am not.  Them telling me that I am crazy.  Always stressing out employers and always in debt.  My sisters cats urinating all over my clothes, all over my furniture, they get away with all of that.  My cat is currently urinating at the moment, I just can’t deal with it, now I look bad.

My sister totally manipulated my mother.  She warned me that I better not get in her way or else.  Next thing you know I am practically crying to my mom that I can’t function, I can’t work and my finances are falling apart. I warned my mother it would hit her if it all didn’t stop.  My own mother laughed at me.  I was the one feeding her money, no one else, and she laughed.

I popped.  I remember too, I remember thinking they have no idea what they had done.  It was going to be over and there was nothing I could do to stop it.  To stay sane, I don’t drink, I don’t do drugs.. I found a hobby and I am like an addict.  Radio Control vehicles, it was the only thing that kept me half assed sane…  just enjoy it I kept saying to myself, just enjoy it, like a lunatic.  I blew $20,000 I didn’t have in short time.

I almost made it through that, but then I kept going with it.  Everytime my siblings marched into that house having more control over the house and mother than I, I just kept finding ways to stay sane.  The RC hobbies and I suppose the renovations.  I don’t think anyone would last in that environment honestly.   Mentally ill or not.  You just can’t function.  You have no peace.

To burdened in debt to go anywhere.  And besides that, getting me to leave was always their plan.  As my mom’s friend said I did all that work and gave her all that money, now they just want me to disappear.  Strange world.  Screw one guy and reward the others.

Anyways I don’t want to burden you with emails but there has to only be so much I can truly be faulted for.  I mean seriously?  She approves the renovations, she likes them, but as soon as something goes wrong she pins everything on you because the others tell her to?  They can’t get away with that.  That’s… so corrupt it’s sickening.

She was warned to provide me with stability.  She joined all of them in laughing and belittling me.  Even her friends started giving me dirty looks.