I am, anxiety. I'm the feeling you get under your skin that feels like buzzing, the need to run and hind from wanting eyes. I am the thing that keeps you up at night with things you shouldn't have said, and things you should have but didn't. The thing that makes it nearly impossible to do social things due to thoughts of failure and afraid to disappoint.
I am anxiety.
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Why so blue?
RandomMight be poetry might be short stories might be random thoughts. Depends on the day. I'll try to post at least one a day. Enjoy.
