Me? Weak?

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TW: Panic attacks

"So...uh, I just, like, focus a little and then I can lift a car or move a pencil with my mind or something?" I ask.

"If only it were that easy" chuckled Wanda. "Even I have trouble controlling my powers sometimes".

"So how does it work?" I question.

"I'll show you".

We were sitting in the training room and Wanda was trying to teach me how to use my powers. I'd put off the training with Nat, since I wasn't fully recovered, physically.

And mentally? I felt like I was 60 feet under rock bottom. But at least I started to feel just a little better around the Avengers. And as long as I didn't think about HYDRA, I felt just good enough to survive. If I allowed myself to think about the events, or my mind just wondered off at night, I felt like I was gonna die from the pain. But how could I show it? No, if I didn't focus on my weakness, it didn't exist.

Wanda took a deep breath.

"I try to be relaxed and mindful. If I get overwhelmed, it reflects in my magic, and it's dangerous. Try to breath deeply and focus on your head, hands and legs. Wherever you feel the power is the strongest."

I tried, but failed heavily.

"I don't feel anything' I said, frustration echoing in my voice.

"Don't get angry".

"I don't know, this is too hard." I shrugged and dropped to the floor. 

"You have to try harder" she said, pulling me up with her magic.

I sighed. 

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I stood in the mirror and lifted my shirt. I saw a few deep, white scars running over my abdomen and my stomach twisted in disgust. I didn't even remembered getting them. 

My knees got weak and I grabbed the cold edge of the sink. No, I couldn't do this again. I couldn't allow myself to think. It was a trap, always a trap. It was a deadly sea current, spinning me around in the bathroom and pushing me underwater, like weights attached to my legs. I gasped for air, the water burning my lungs. My head was spinning, and I knew I was dying. The water kept rising, it was now way over my head. And, oh my god, the door was locked and I couldn't get out. My body felt numb and cold, my eyes were almost fully closed. And I was falling, falling, f   a                                                                                                                                                                                                        l                                                                                                                                                                                                            l                                                                                                                                                                                                   i                                                                                                                                                                                               n                                                                                                                                                                                                        g                                                                                                                                                                                                


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