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Anxiety

First of all some people believe anxiety doesn’t exist It exists I have it I feel it I experience it I live with it It’s a creepy date, we meet at the same time and I want it go away It’s a bully messaging me seeing how I’m doing after they bullied me It starts at the throat and works it way down to the pit of my stomach I want to cry but I can’t because anxiety doesn’t make u cry, it makes a person sick Physically sick Mentally sick The worst part of it all is that people just watch the uncomfortableness unfold in front of them Anxiety

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