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I question myself and reality. Finding the worst possible outcome, then a hundred more. When I feel safe, but then startled, I panic. I go through the list, I made, of good things… But, I can’t make any of the words out. Nor can I speak, But I CAN scream. I can kick, punch, and bite! …Because I feel threatened!? Oxygen fills my lungs. Only to come out in Erratic, Choppy, Panting breaths. I pull on my skin, to make sure it’s still there. The others only give me a migraine. And, I’ve only been here maybe… ten minutes. But it felt like a LIFETIME. & then I die, only to be born again… & again.
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 11:35 AM UTC
My life as...(ANXIETY)
I question myself and reality. Finding the worst possible outcome, then a hundred more. When I feel safe, but then startled, I panic. I go through the list, I made, of good things… But, I can’t make any of the words out. Nor can I speak, But I CAN scream. I can kick, punch, and bite! …Because I feel threatened!? Oxygen fills my lungs. Only to come out in Erratic, Choppy, Panting breaths. I pull on my skin, to make sure it’s still there. The others only give me a migraine. And, I’ve only been here maybe… ten minutes. But it felt like a LIFETIME. & then I die, only to be born again… & again.
We-are-all-infected
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 11:35 AM UTC
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