The Concert

"I should be having the time of my life. My heart should not feel like it is about to beat out of my chest, my lungs should not be fighting for air. My vision is all a blue and white blur and despite my whole body shaking and this dizzy feeling in my head, I am still singing along . The one rule of anxiety is hide and one way or another I am forced to hide something." A story about anxiety takes a fatal turn.