A Day with Anxiety
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Last published Tue, Nov 15, 2016
Ever had an anxiety attack before? Have you ever wonder what the "big deal" was with an anxiety attack? Take a walk in the shoes, of yours truly, as a regular day becomes a struggle between reality and emotions. Watch the time tick by and feel for your self the fear of losing yourself in mid-day.
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