Brannon

Brannon is definitely the key. She knew me. She works for the health department. She can calm them down. Reassure people. Meet the internist and maybe my counselor. Just say hi. I'm sure they'd get along. Maybe tell Brannon about this problem. Talk directly to the health department. Face to face. Then everyone can calm down. We can all calm down. And I won't need public safety anymore. For the harassment. It was a male voice. That harassed me. I think the one to one. That was in the armed forces. The old white guy. Repaired aircraft. The one that they told to kill myself that man. That old man. He was a veteran. He was in that room. They told me to kill myself. He harassed me cuz he got fired. That shit hole. The health department can calm things down. Brannon will know. She'll calm things down. Everyone on same page. Yeah. Then no more arguing with doctors. Mip will shut the fuck up at last. Fantastic. I don't know who's cleaning up what. A multistate clusterfuck. But Brannon will know. She'll just... chat. It's been a long time. For the idiots who can't add two plus two, Brannon is married with family. I'm not dating anyone. But she speaks for the health department. And they've already been involved. A multistate clusterfuck.up and down the east coast. From the foothills of mip to the halls of fort mcclean.