Tonight is the hard truth that I am not a confidential informant. Not only am I not a confidential informant, but zero rights as a naturally born United States Citizen. Being spit on was degrading. For the rest of my life that image of her will be stuck in my head. I am not saying that I deserve a lawsuit as much as someone that’s been raped by a rideshare driver, but do feel that the pain and suffering does mean a lawsuit against the company Lyft and its customer. I am not a confidential informant because I can not keep my mouth shut. I believed that anyone in America does have the right to know and also keeping secrets inside has always been hard. My grade point average in High School was only 1.9 or 2.0 so my intelligence by the standards of school is extremely low. I flip out and use name calling because I’m hurt, but by no means is it the way to act or be. Using vulgar language is a very immature way to be as a human being and am disgusted in my behavior. I adopted it through movies, music, and main stream media. Growing up in my generation many words that are not accepted today were put in these outlets and groomed me to use them. A police officer is entitled to paid time off if he is physically assaulted, but the Department of Homeland Security wants its United States Citizens to say something if they see something. The problem is the DHS, Crimestoppers, and other organizations say there are rewards, but do not list the reward amounts for what crimes. As a former door to door salesmen, I felt that getting information and submitting it for a reward was a good idea as an independent contractor to make money. It helps cities clean up streets by making them safer from the bad guys. When I mean bad guys, that is drug dealers that sell drugs that could make people overdose and die. People are taken advantage of because they go through traumatic experiences like myself and do drugs as an outlet to hide and mask the trauma. My parents divorce and fighting from all the years was traumatic. Watch my mother get out on the freeway in Ohio and walk away from all of us was heartbreaking. My brother and I cried in the vehicle and what could our father say. My mother wanted a better life because some of her sisters painted a fake life that might have looked nice on the outside, but was not full on the inside. My one Aunt that I still love dearly had my mom do a photoshoot with a bunch of makeup to look beautiful, but it wasn’t real. It was a trend that was created for photographer to make money back in the 90’s. People took advantage of my trauma and weaknesses from my parents fighting by bringing drugs into the picture so I resorted to hard core narcotics.  Same thing goes for our military veterans. They see extremely heartbreaking incidents across the world and have to live with that trauma. Dealers can locate a veteran that goes through traumatic events and knows what to say to get him hooked on drugs like fentanyl, crystal meth, cocaine, or heroin. There were two events that got me to stop doing drugs when I was 18. The first one was after college. I came home at 5am after doing cocaine with my friends. Laid in bed while they got ready for work grinding my teeth and not able to sleep. While both my parents went to work, here I was an 18-year-old male laying in bed at 5am which was not someone that already graduated high school should be doing. The second one was being introduced to crystal meth and we went to a party. My friend told me that my face was green. As drugged out of my mind as I was it was the notification from a friend that this drug may not be the best for me. Over the years I lost friends and family members because of drugs like cocaine. Could have said something, but was a selfish human being that was to focused on finding a woman that loves me for who I was. My cousin became addicted to a drug and called me for help when I was in a Korean restaurant. Right there at that moment I was to focused on a female that was in the restaurant. That female a couple weeks later ended up throwing a candle at me and leaving me to work in a nightclub in Miami. The damage was done. Because I was selfish my cousin was left on his own and am so proud of him to this day that he had the courage to eventually say no to drugs. My friend Constatine who worked with me at Vivint Alarm was using pills and pushed me after we went out one night. Was extremely mad at him for that and we discontinued our friendship. Years later while I was in another relationship he reached out to me apologizing for being mean to me and I ignored him because of the relationship I was in with another female, plus was still hurt from when he was mean. The reason for doing what I did for the past two years was so others could have a chance at life. Because human beings have family members that may be in a situation that I was in. It was not just about the money, but because I was a selfish human being and have had to become unselfish. Please understand that I am not calling these family, friends, or acquaintances selfish, but sometimes people have to much on their plate and do not even know the routes that can be taken to get them help. My mother was awesome and miss her dearly. My father did an absolutely incredible job at raising me. Sometimes parents fight because relationships are work. There is a saying that if you do not grow, you die. Same things go for relationships. If they do not grow, they could end. Not only could they end, but staying in a relationship that is unhealthy and volatile teaches the kids to be aggressive, mean, and other negative traits that will not help them when they grow up. I read in another book that we choose our partners at times to try and fix our childhood which could turn into a disaster if both partners our not aware of their damage from their childhood. Originally when Henderson Police and I had a beef, it was because they probably read mean text messages of things I said to my current fiancé. They may have not been aware of the messages or things she said to me, but even though she physically and sexually assaulted me, it was never ok to retaliate or start an argument. For three years I did my absolute best to keep my mouth shut while our child was around us for his growth. For his development. But no matter how hard we both tried, it failed. She ended up yelling and screaming and my retaliation was through text messages. We continued to put gas on the fire. We are not given the proper resources in high school or college for relationships. We rely on our parents, but if they are not trained, the cycle will possibly continue for generations. I do not blame my parents or others. I’ve learned to take accountability for my mistakes and do my best every day to grow from those mistakes. The reason I am writing this at 2:23AM on July 17, 2025 is because I put my life out there for people. There was nothing else to do as my fiancé took the child to another State. She pointed the finger at me so bad and made me look like it was all my fault that she got clearance to leave the state. She convinced others that I was the problem when she left me multiple times and every time I moved on or started dating another female, she came back into the picture. They made a judgmental decision that having Mom fully raise our son was the best decision. I had attorneys try to make me look like a criminal because I bought a storage unit legally of product that was stolen. The attorneys did not try to help me negotiate a deal with the company it was stolen from. They tried to make me look like the criminal. My only way of showing law enforcement that I was not the criminal was to assist law enforcement when I saw something. When I contacted my old boss at a gentlemen’s club to get my job back and he said he heard I was cooking drugs, I had to prove to him and law enforcement that it was false. There is no way I can never be mad at that manager because he was one of the best managers and co-workers I’ve ever met. He recognized how hard of a worker I was and begin to put me in better positions. The problem was other employees that have been there for a longer time started to get mad and felt seniority meant more than better work. The best worker gets seniority. That is why in sales they have leaderboards. The top salesmen with ethics and integrity are at the top of the leaderboard and makes the most money because he is the best at what he does. I had to prove to law enforcement and that manager that it was false.