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Feb 2014
I feel bad that I can't do certain things because of my anxiety
It's gotten to the point that I sometimes I can't even make eye contact with my friends or go to a concert I really want to go to but I know I just can't
It's like a coffee stain on your grey shirt, it lingers with you the whole day.
It may not be too visible, but it's there.
Following me.
Chelsea
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