Anxiety
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This isn't necessarily going to be a story but it is going to be a description of anxiety and how it makes you feel physically and emotionally. more specifically, separation anxiety. I'm writing this in hopes to help others going through this and others who have anxiety to hopefully give them tools to help them get out of the worst spot you could ever be in.
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