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Social Anxiety

by @anotherflower

My hands start shaking. I can feel my heart violently beating in my throat threatening to choke me. I can feel it hammering against my chest trying to break free it’s like playing drums on my rib cage. my brain stops completely leaving me alone in the predicament. I have no time, all my thoughts can be seen. In the end, I always end up speaking nonsense. With stutters and stammers interrupting each sentence. Making them feel awkward and confused about how to reply to the nonsense I just spewed.
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Written by
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16 / F / At home
For You?
Written by
anotherflower
16 / F / At home
Published
Oct 3, 2023
Time
1m
Notes

~2022

Tags
#anxiety#anxious#scared#heart#speaking
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