Anxiety - It'll Eat You Alive
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Dernière publication lun., févr. 17, 2020
The fabulous diary of me, a person so happy on the outside, but screaming on the inside. Anxiety has been a daily struggle for me. I have had a past diary that I have posted - The Diary of a Wallflower - but I felt like creating this one, to only address this serious topic, that most people don't take too seriously, but those who struggle with it know what it's like to be actually anxious.
~ Disclaimer - I have no intention of offending anyone, or labeling anyone as any one thing. These are my personal experiences, and by no means to I mean that those with anxiety fit into one specific category that are similar to my experiences. ~
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