In the middle of plan writing, I get disrupted with some thoughts of the past. Perhaps this segway of disclaiming statements clears the plumbing a little bit.
DISCLAIMER:
I, Bejay Villaflores, was not in any sense of the word in the right psychological state of being when in X**** the whole time. It wasn’t me. . . it was silliness. It was stress, depression, caffeine, Lipovitan, ugly management, microwave food, alcohol, sleeplessness, wavering faith to the Lord. Whatever mess I’ve caused, I can only clean it up through erasure. I need your cooperation. Erase whatever you remember of me in the past. I am no longer gullible, no longer selfish, no longer outside myself. I’m picking up pieces now, so will you, please, just forget about the silly me. Thanks.
