Getting Locked Up in Las Vegas by Accident

Those of you that haven't read my previous articles, I am manic depressive (Bi-Polar Disorder). I no longer disguise my disease or hide it from the public, my family, friends or employer for fear of the stigma attaching itself to me. I have learned that bringing it out into the open helps others understand my behavior at difficult times. It also leads to stronger relationships, which I have misunderstood for too many years.

Although those unaffected still aren't 100% educated it CAN lead to mistakes or misunderstanding quickly. Which to be honest, is how I ended up getting locked up for a simple statement I made at work one day.

I had just chosen to go back to work at my former place of employment. Things were good for about two weeks, not nearly as bad as they had been before I quit. Then an E-scam defrauded me! Some idiot had picked up on my resume on line and sent me an email for a side job or so I thought. Don't take any fake cashier's checks to the bank. I fought like heck to get anyone to care or even help me. This process took about two and a half weeks. No government agency OR my bank would help. I was out thousands of dollars and overdrawn. The STRESS factor was at it's highest ever. Magnify your own stress factor by 100, now you know where I was at.

Just getting back to work after a two month sabbatical with no income, borrowing from relatives for a short time to make my bills and BAM! Talk about a hole, no not just a hole - a CRATER to be stuck in. Living manic I don't sleep properly, stress was pushing my buttons and worry was eating me up. HOW was I going to fix all this? The straw that broke the camel's back was receiving a phone call from a Las Vegas Metro Detective informing me that "the Police have no jurisdiction over this type of crime, ma'am." I should have known, with my luck in life. The police had been my last hope, when everyone else had refused.