The RV Accident, One Year Later

The RV accident is an odd experience in that it involves what I believe to be fate, unfortunate circumstances, serious physical injuries to two people, a third walking away with nothing physical, a move from America to France, betrayal, and the stalker Gary Buckley Woolever, all while I tried to build a new life and heal with my dog in Europe. I have to address the accident to talk about blame, incidents involving theft accusations, fraud accusations, and what would amount to a small collective of people surrounded around a single message: stop Andrew, or Drew, depending on who you spoke to.

This accident didn't just change my life. It changed the trajectory of it and I still am unsure if I changed or am changing. What I know is that I could not sleep at night without waking up to the smell of gasoline and the sight of a red semi truck coming at me. I had to learn, in real time, the next day, how to be okay with oncoming cars. And in a time when I should have been able to heal, I didn't have time, as I dedicated nearly every waking hour, except for one gym day a week, to the passenger and my dog. I passed on a six figure work contract and had made plans to settle into Lubbock, Texas, to care for someone else while I put my life on pause.

So when I got the chance to leave America and start over in France, I took it. Little did I know that this accident, which should have killed me but instead gave me a chance at a fresh start, would be the last, final attempt by a handful of people to prevent me from moving forward in life without their approval or control. I will outline the RV accident in order, as well as the effects and the people involved and their actions a year later. Everything from my point of view will be provided with evidence, which you can find in the Evidence Locker or within the article itself.