His family had allowed a competent seventy-one-year-old woman to be treated as if physical weakness erased her autonomy.

Money I sent for therapy and assistance had been diverted.

Fake receipts had been created.

My mother’s phone had been controlled.

Messages had been sent in her name.

Documents had been forged.

And someone had begun an insurance application on my life using information and signatures I had never authorized.

That sounds like one giant conspiracy when compressed into a paragraph.