I feel the slithering of anxiety down my spine and into my stomach, ready to make me sick. As my bones shake the familiar tune in which panic rises up from my throat. Ready to vomit into a panic attack
~J.S.
Anxious
I feel the slithering of anxiety down my spine and into my stomach, ready to make me sick. As my bones shake the familiar tune in which panic rises up from my throat. Ready to vomit into a panic attack
~J.S.