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we think we're made of numbers. percentages on tests, pounds on a scale, likes on a photo, price tags on clothes, but we're not. we are made of love and happiness and the way we laugh. we're made of good memories and late nights and past curfews. we have more substance than some god damned numbers. 

if I've learned anything from life, it's that sometimes, the darkest times can bring us to the brightest places. i've learned that the most toxic people can teach us the most important lessons; that our most painful struggles can grant us the necessary growth; and that our most heart breaking losses of friendships and live can make room for wonderful people. i've learned that what seems like a curse in the moment can actually be a blessing, and that what seems like the end of the road is actually just the discovery that we aren't meant to travel down a different path. i've learned that no matter how difficult things seem, there is still hope. and, i've learned that no matter how powerless we feel or how horrible things seem, we can't give up. we have to keep going. even when it's scary, even when all of our strength seems gone, we have to keep picking ourselves back up and moving forward, because whatever we're battling in the moment, it will pass and we will make it through. we've made it this far. we can make it through whatever comes next. 

Someone with anxiety falls in love the way you do. The only difference is that when they're falling in love, they're brain is coming up with millions of reasons why they shouldn't. Someone with anxiety falls in slowly, cautiously, because they're always thinking- this can't possibly last, this can't possibly be real, this is too good to be true, something's going to ruin this anytime. Someone with anxiety falls in love with a strange mixture of hope and dread. Hope- that they've found someone they can talk to. Someone they can depend on, someone they can trust. And dread - that they will not be good enough, that they don't deserve this, that their heart now sleeps peacefully in someone else's hands but could be shattered at any moment. But someone with anxiety also falls in love whole-heartedly. They fall in love fiercely and absolutely and with the commitment to something that is finally light and real and exciting. They feel scared but certain. Out of control but light hearted. Someone with anxiety appreciates the big stuff but falls in love during the little moment- quiet car rides, deep sleep, across the room looks during a boring party. They fall in love with the reassuring conversations. They fall in love from hand holding that puts them  more at ease than a turbulent flight. They fall in love during a Saturday nap and a breakfast date that is just a bagel on a bench and a weekend spent with a family that starts to feel like their own. They fall in love with the little things because the little things make them feel normal. The little things with someone special reminds them that it doesn't take much to bring them back from the darkness or a panic attack or a meltdown. Someone with anxiety falls in love the way you do- they fall in love intensely and vulnerably  and wholly. The only difference for them is getting to a place where they believe they truly deserve it. 
          
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