Anxiety sucks. I don't think anyone with normal anxiety levels understands this. But when you are like me, you can hardly do anything you want to do. You wanna send a selfie? Nope, imagine them screenshotting it and showing the whole class, making fun of your imperfections! You wanna get a takeaway? Nope, what if you say something wrong to the guy at the counter and all the staff and customers laugh at you, not to mention you're too fat anyways. Wanna date someone? Nope, what if they break your heart which is most likely? Wanna be happy? Nope, you'll just hit the floor harder next time you fall. That's what we have to deal with. Not to mention anxiety triggers. *sigh* they're even worse. But the WORST thing about it all, is that... You can't tell anyone because... You're too afraid about what they will think of you. My name's Emma and this is my story.
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RomanceThere's really no point in saying a description for this. It's just a "write-as-I-go" story anyways tbh. So I might just update this when it has been completed. Thanks for reading! Drop some comments maybe? If everyone is special, no one will be
