LGBT

When I was doored off my bicycle in what was highly suspected as an anti-gay crime. Reason being I kept having drive by "Faggot" yelled at my home, then the same spray painted on it, within a couple months of this happening.
I cannot identify my attackers. It came unexpectedly, so suddenly, and I was too dazed only to realized I was being repeatedly kicked in the head. It took a sort of hypnosis and drug enhanced therapy to recall what I could at a University PTSD study I participated in: but during that EMDR-like sessions I realized that I had been kicked in the head something on the order of 100 times by my attackers, I could smell strong whiskey and they were laughing and making homophobic comments.
I'm a radiologic technologist with over 20 years experience in CT and Xray. Unfortunately I have limitations to my physical ability to perform my chosen profession, due to pinched nerves in my neck. Insurance companies have rejected me for all plans. I have taken what Xray assignments I can. I'm fortunate not to have lost most of my cognitive abilities, but I'm not who I was before this occurence, by any long shot. I can no longer ride a bicycle or a motorcycle due to chronic dizziness. I've had dozens of chronic ear infections since. My right eye still has a partially detached retina. I've been opiate free for 6 months now, but still have some days I have trouble with old fractures.
I am documented TBI case now basically multiple post concussive syndrome. I still want to work, and live much like I did before this happened but it is very difficult. I have difficulty sometimes forming sentences verbally in proper syntax, and have to go kind of slowly at this. I refuse to become dependent on SSDI though, because I still don't really have a home. I sold the house there in Arizona, still have some ranch property in Radiator Springs! But this fucked up all my plans for building a home there. Its still a campout. I've finally paid off over 10,000 dollars worth of debt this attack caused me. State of Arizona refused me victims of crime compensation. (R) bastards.
I'm living on the edge of homelessness still, hoping I can pick up work soon. Only a few places have been understanding of my limitations, however, which are not severe, but ever present. I'm hoping to go back to one of the best jobs I've had, but things aren't as lucrative for rad techs as they were years ago.
In 9 days from now I go back to the ranch for a while, then off to El Centro hot springs to stay warm for the winter. Caleb and I will be living in a tent there till I can pick up work again.