Dear Matt
He yelled at me for smiling when I came home today.
I skipped dinner and locked myself in the bathroom again.
I think the panic attacks are coming back.
I don't want them to come back.
They're horrible.
Oh god, I can't breathe.
I just want to breathe.
Why can't I breathe?
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Letters To You
Teen Fiction"I suppose some of us are just meant to be alone. Forever"
