chronophobia
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Concluida mié, oct 14, 2020<5 mins
how it feels to live with chronophobia.
essentially the fear of time...i dont know were to go to explain how it feels in detail but it's sucks and is scary. I will probably come back to this a few timed...i got over it last year but i still suffer from random intense moments where it still affects me.
I really just wanted an excuse to rant lmao
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