Welcome to Reporting Injustice

This site is mainly factual reports interspersed with personal and mindfulness-based reflections.

As the world’s religions universally agree, our perspective is compassion. Compassion gives us the courage to speak our truth — with kindness, without adornment, and as simply as possible.

What is cannot be changed. We value equanimity, acceptance, and loving-kindness — extended to everyone, whether victims or perpetrators.

Reports document verified events, evidence, and institutional responses — or failures to respond.
Reflections share the lived experiences behind those reports, offering perspective on how these failures affect real lives.

Both serve one purpose: to make visible what is often hidden, to promote accountability, and to drive reform.

Rep•In’s perspective is grounded in the real-life experiences of a vulnerable adult living with significant disabilities, doing everything possible to remain independent and to express his gifts in service to others.

This site is written with clarity, courage, and compassion — a refusal to remain silent when systems fail the people they are meant to protect.

In creating this site, I realize how complex these challenges are. It’s no wonder so many people can never quite grasp what is happening. Every week brings new difficulties beyond anything I could have imagined.

The greatest challenge has been allowing myself to feel the weight of this massive web of abuse, neglect, and institutional indifference. I’ve often feared people would never read beyond the first page. When I listen back to my screams talking to the 911 operator — if you choose to do so — it stops me in my tracks each time.

(Link to 911 Audio and Transcripts)

As the social worker at the traumatic brain injury clinic said today while reviewing this draft, “This should be a TV series.” Comments like that matter — they come from people who actually seem to understand.

Like that social worker, whom I applaud — who stayed an extra hour after his shift ended just to understand more — this site recognizes and celebrates those who do the right thing: professionals, neighbors, and advocates whose integrity, empathy, and effort make my life better and, most importantly, make real change possible.

Thank you, Colleen, for your caring and listening. Though I had to leave, too tired to stay, I left with a feeling of having been understood and accepted. Loving-kindness wishes to you come easily and naturally.

Rep•In’s intentions are simple: tell the truth, share evidence, and inspire others to act — with fairness, awareness, and compassion.

And, as the saying goes — like Santa — someone is watching and knows who’s been naughty or nice.

📂 How to Explore

Reports: Detailed accounts, timelines, and evidence organized by topic (e.g., Legal Process, Agency Oversight, Support Services).
Reflections: Personal perspectives that give context to those reports.
Standards & Ethics: The principles guiding how information is presented and verified.

For more than twenty years, I’ve done everything I could to hide my disabilities. It felt too shameful to bt totally honest and the repercussions were so horrible — as when I tested, the reactions were so often emotionally devastating. (See: Cousin’s Letter.)

When I press for an honest conversation, the abject denial from almost every former close friend is difficult to describe. They don’t see the nights spent crying in bed, unable to move, overwhelmed by one horrible experience after another. But the ‘friends’ just disappear — and I never see them again. Their silence is easier for them than facing my truth with humanity and caring. Even worse, sometimes they weaponize what I share. It’s generally a version of you caused this for yourself . With my ‘Christian’ family is because i live as person who is gay. Liberal friends have their own version. I’m as far from perfect as they come, most likely, but it is hard to wrap my hand around the straight-forward lies, for example. Did I cause them to lie? As the cousin letter illustrates so well, “Of course I did.”

Years ago, when I mostly couldn’t and didn’t leave my house for two years, no one noticed. I accept that people see what they want to see — that’s their choice. But how many years of absence will register? And when I do show up, it’s often met with, “You look so good.” The friend whom for many years had always treated me to a dinner of my choice, when I cancelled., later just stopped connecting, saying I’m a ‘nasty’ person. I wonder still what that meant..

I hid because I wanted to keep contributing, to do the things I love, and to be seen for my abilities rather than my limitations. But hiding comes at a cost. It isolates. It silences.

This site is my voice returning — a refusal to stay quiet when silence only protects the systems that fail us.

I feel anger, too — at how people refuse to see what’s clearly happening, how they promise to help but never do. The lies are the worst. The sweet cards that once came and then stopped — gestures so disconnected from my reality. Anyone who truly knew me would know how much this hurts.

We recognize those who act with integrity, fairness, and compassion — people and institutions who strengthen justice, uphold accountability, and protect the vulnerable.
We inform the public and hold institutions accountable, fulfilling the second part of our mission: to document systemic failures and individual abuses factually and transparently.
Each report is evidence-based with verifiable information, supported by records, timelines, and evidence.
Relevant statutory law, published guidelines, and professional standards are cited to allow the reader to better evaluate reported information.
Impact is considered. While someone’s intentions are often unclear or not known, we explain the impact or potential impact of their actions.

DELETE TODAY’S EMERGENCY CHALLENGES

Journal Entry – November 1 , 2025

Every day now means acting in spite of major depression and PTSD. There are never lull periods; the emergencies just build on top of one another, requiring focus every single day, seven days a week. I start around 5 a.m. and work until 2 or 3 p.m., when I need a short nap (one to two hours). Then I resume until about 9 p.m., when I finally go to bed.

With fourteen or more hours of work each day for over three years, I am exhausted. I still don’t understand why people wouldn’t help, but instead, almost every request results in something worse—another layer of crisis. Appeals I wasn’t notified of, attorney letters demanding immediate response, a case-manager no-show, a case assistant no-show, food funds cut off without notice—the list keeps growing.

Current Focus

Today’s focus is finishing the new Forced Inspection legal demands dated October 29 2025, which now include $100 fines every other week.
The issue is not only the inspection itself but that the assigned inspectors qualify as abusers under two of the four statutory criteria for abuse of a vulnerable adult. My evidence is clear and documented; the accusation is fully supported.

Living with PTSD

Life is difficult under any circumstances, but post-assault PTSD adds overwhelming anxiety and fear.
Known liars or fabricators are dangerous to allow into my home. What will they fabricate next? Their past fabrications have already cost me well over $10,000, and I’ll tabulate and document those losses when I can.

Financial Pressures

I must also make my HOA payment today—the due date is either the last day of the month or the first.
Which credit card can I even use? Each one carries exorbitant fees (28.8 % interest plus transaction fees).
After years of living debt-free, I now find myself forced to use credit just to survive.

My family will not help. The county could help, but my case manager continues to ignore statutory duties.
It feels inevitable that my $300,000 + in home equity will eventually be taken by the state when I die or am evicted—exactly as the condo board and their attorneys appear to intend.

Case Manager – No-Show

Monday, October 24 2025 (9 a.m. appointment)

Apparently something “came up.” I was terrified anyway; PTSD spikes whenever a stranger is scheduled to enter my home while no security system is in place.

That fear was compounded by the earlier Appeal Hearing failure. I refused to begin until my questions about the process were answered. The judge then went silent for over an hour before the line disconnected. I stayed on, leaving a verbal statement every ten minutes. Later, his letter claimed I had abandoned the appeal.
Obviously, he hung up. I remained on the line, patiently waiting.

It was nerve-racking—my housing stability depended on that hearing. The judge’s remark, “How would I know you are a vulnerable adult?”—while my case manager sat silently on the line—was deeply humiliating. She offered no confirmation or support. That silence spoke volumes.

Pattern of Neglect

The dismissal of the appeal seems to have signaled to her that she can do nothing without consequence.
She has been my case manager since early September; it is now November, and she has done almost nothing.

Her statutory duty includes reviewing my Year-to-Date Spending Report, which shows just 7 % of budget spent over seven months.
If spending falls below 50 %, she must investigate and document why. That has never occurred.

Her no-show reinforced the message learned from the appeal: you don’t have to do anything for your clients.

Ignored Safety Requests

My repeated requests for a security system—a required accommodation before allowing strangers into my home—remain ignored.
Each non-response heightens my PTSD. The meeting was never formally cancelled; she could have called or texted but didn’t.
My accommodation plan explicitly requires both a phone call and an email for last-minute changes.

The evidence supports that she was neither respectful nor concerned about the impact of her absence.
I try to extend benefit of the doubt—perhaps she became suddenly ill—but this is part of a long pattern.

Blame Reversal

Afterward, her emails implied that I had failed to send materials that could have been handled in the meeting.
That kind of reversal—turning her failure into my fault—is familiar.
When I recently tried to discuss this pattern with someone, they said, “Well, Tim, maybe you’re just not a nice person.”
That hurt deeply.

The message is always the same: if I am too direct or too upset, I risk punishment or neglect.
For the record, I am kind, generous, appreciative, and caring. Pain and exhaustion can limit emotional regulation, but clarity and directness are not aggression—they are survival.

Ongoing Barriers

She is now back in school and available only limited hours, making rescheduling difficult.
I have little energy left to navigate it again, especially amid other emergencies like the Forced Inspection letters.
I plan to review my recordings, letters, and emails in detail soon.
Even the judge made the same lesson clear: truth and diligence are punished; silence is rewarded.

Loring Green Association – Forced Inspection Letters

Current Attempt #2 (October 29 2025)

• Previous unannounced inspection caused door damage and ended with an attorney apology, but no reimbursement was made.
• A new attorney letter now demands payment for engineering firm charges related to that cancelled inspection.
• The same firm, Encompass Engineering, is already listed as an abuser under Minnesota’s vulnerable-adult statutes—so why should I ever be required to allow them entry?

During the prior attempt, I was in bed shaking with terror. I had not answered the door or phone, yet they began forcing the door against a barricade I built after police allowed my assailants to leave with my keys.
It took the Association several days to disable those key fobs, leaving me unsafe the entire time.

EBT Funds Stopped for Two Months

I desperately need food. My faxes and voice messages have been confirmed received, yet there has been no action.
This is ‘only’ $292 per month, but it is critical.
I don’t want workers to lose their jobs—many have been kind before—but after repeated inaction, what options remain?

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