Legal Rights. Mentally Incapable? (A Draft I never ended up publishing)
I am not a lawyer. I am not a theologian. I am a Christian and a citizen of this great nation Canada.
From the Reasons for Decision from a Hearing with the Consent and Capacity Board regarding a Form D application (which I have since appealed and my lawyer is in charge of this):
According to the HCCA, the paramount consideration in substitute decision-making is to respect the wish that an incapable person had clearly expressed while capable, if such wish applies to the circumstances the person is in when treatment is proposed. This principle is enshrined in sections 1(c)(iii) and 21(1)1 of the HCCA. On the other hand, a parallel principle embedded in our health system is that people have the right to be protected (i.e. treated) from life threatening illnesses that strip them of their judgment and capacity to make sound decisions. This is why it is important that previously expressed wishes must be closely scrutinized to ascertain if the wish is applicable to the person's current circumstance.
From my advance directive written July 7th, 2024:
I never, ever, wish to be put on any psychotropic medication (including anti-psychotics, anti-depressants, etc.) ever again. Under any circumstance.
As a human being:
The psychotropics damaged my physical health. They caused me to gain over 200 pounds. This caused me to develop heart problems and pre-diabetes. I was told that I was at risk for stroke and heart failure. I had to resist more prescriptions than this – which could have resulted in severe polypharmacy.
The psychotropics damaged my cognition. This interfered with my ability to think and do things.
The psychotropics sedated me. This caused me to sleep most of the day away and severely limited my ability to do things.
The psychotropics damaged my ability to feel. This scares me the most. God willing this is not irreversible – and I am experiencing more emotion again presently.
As a Christian:
The scariest piece for me is the dampening of my ability to feel love.
There are so many quotes in the bible stressing the importance of feeling love for one another.
If you don’t believe me, just do a quick search.
I am not saved by my capabilities. Most days I am reminded of my failings.
I am saved by what Christ Jesus did for me at Calvary. Period. And I know it is unmerited.
All this being said.
This is my only wish I care to state while I am mentally capable.
I never wish to be put on psychotropics ever again.
I am on a Form 33 now. I have been declared mentally incapable. And they are trying to disrespect my only wish I wrote while I was mentally capable.
From Got Questions? (Christian Theologians):
Modern use of the word sorcery evokes images of supernatural power and spells; biblical use of pharmakeia doesn’t fit well with such ideas. Rather, the term suggests various forms of drug abuse. Those might include drug use in pagan worship, as an addiction, or as a poison used to manipulate and control others.
If the government ends up supporting this, and they go to inject me, I will not resist physically (I must submit to the governing authorities, my Abba put them there after all). But the moment they inject me they will have crossed my one boundary that will ultimately result in my suicide. I won't sit idly by while they "strip (me) of (my) judgment and capacity to make sound decisions" using pharmakeia (the very thing they want to use to treat an illness I do not have).
I am non violent and not suicidal. The Satanic Ritual Abuse, No Touch Torture, and Gang-Stalking didn't result in me attempting suicide (praise the LORD for the regeneration of the Holy Spirit). But, if they inject me one more time, I'd probably go as far as to fake 'chicken soup', and pretend to agree with them, that I was crazy the whole time and was feeling so much better due to their cough 'medication' cough (which really is pharmakeia). Tell them whatever it takes to placate them, then be discharged to an apartment while likely still on a Form 33 and do whatever needs to be done, with my Abba, Christ Jesus, and the Holy Spirit there with me the whole way. That's how caring God is. That's how much He loves me.
But, I am still holding out hope that I will be made voluntary (the Forms will be rescinded) and I will get to leave against medical advice. I want a Christian wife to love and be loved by, and by some miracle I would love to have two kids some day. Perhaps named Mary and Paul.
One way or another, I am never going back to The Royal once I leave.