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Jul 2018
A mixture of depression and anxiety don’t blend well together


How long





will it stop



I’m in a state of disaster

The ability to control my mind is out of my reach

The furniture starts to lose its shape

I can hear my heart pounding through my ears

Breathing now becomes difficult

I feel myself drowning in despair

I stand up, but cannot stand

I’m holding myself to control my balance

It hurts

Everything

Just thinking about it scares me

I throw myself to my bed as I scream and grasp for air

It’s no longer me controlling myself

It’s my anxiety

It took over me

I was a goner

And then my body responded

I rushed to the bathroom

And regained conscious

It was over

But my body kept trembling

I managed to pull myself together

I moved from my bedroom

To the living room

I sat there

And slowly fell asleep

I wonder

When will it happen again

What will I do

What can I do

I’m afraid and alone

I’m weak and fragile

I

only

have



myself


and my




anxiety
A poem about my anxiety attack
plum
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plum  24/F
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