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Aug 2020
I forget how to breathe, don't know if I should speak. Why does this happen to me? Seconds turn to hours filled with anxiety. Picked up my phone for me to drop a call. Shy and feel the nerves and all.
I've got phone anxiety, feels like every one is after me. This is driving me mad, forget the conversation because I'm feeling bad.
So difficult what do I say?
Hard to ask a simple question like how was your day?
Each call I answer feels like mockery
Phone anxiety
This is a rough part of me
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
(28/M/Minnesota)   
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     Sarita Aditya Verma
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