In early September of 2007 i went outside to my front porch one night arounf 1:30 AM for a quick cigarette before bed. Within about thirty seconds an SUV pulled up and four people, three men and one woman, poured out, ran up onto my porch, and surrounded me including blocking off my way to my front door. They demanded to see someone i'd never heard of and when i asked them to leave, they said "Fine, we'll leave, but we're going to kick your ass for being so rude." I tried to push past them but was caught by my shirt by one of them. My clothes down to my underwear were ripped off me as one of them came up behind me and began choking me until i passed out on the ground. He continued to choke me, allowing me to regain conciousness four or five times while the others kicked me, punched me in the face over and over again, and stomped on my body and face while shouting things like "You like that, bitch!?" When i thought i was finally about to die, one of them said "He's done." And they left. I managed to make it to my phone to call 911 and yelled loudly enough to wake my wife. I was soon taken to the hospital where i stayed for 36 hours having batteries of tests, tied to a wooden board, unable to move.

My face was completely smashed in. Two days later i had emergency surgery to put my face back together. The doctor said the inside of my face "looked like cornflakes." It took months just for my face to heal. My entire sides were purple. Since the attack i experience severe vertigo. I have trouble keeping saliva in my mouth or from dripping into my lungs choking me i.e. i drool. I was given three herniated disks in my spine giving me incredible pain all the time, not just in my back but down through my legs.

Now, over a year later, i am being forced to relive this event. Three of them have plead guilty. One is so convinced of his own innocence that he is taking this to trial to try to prove that i am a liar about the whole affair. Next week i have to sit in the same room as him while they conduct this trial, the person who tried to kill me and nearly succeeded. It's his constitutional right to force me to do so. I have been sobbing all afternoon since i was subpoenaed. I've been seriously contemplating suicide. I painted this instead of doing something drastic to myself.

I curse him. I curse him with pain. I curse him with suffering. May he never find rest of any kind in his life. If you read this you bear witness to my curse.