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And just like that the hum of anxiety slowly rises from its grave at first I can only hear it if I am listening in quiet places, all alone but its volume increases ever so slightly throughout the day throughout the week until it's a roar deafening me and drowning out everything else i want to find the off switch i want to enjoy the sound of birds chirping i want to hear the way you laugh at my jokes but everything else gets put on mute while I wrestle with the monster in my head
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Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 8:15 PM UTC
Do I have anxiety?
And just like that the hum of anxiety slowly rises from its grave at first I can only hear it if I am listening in quiet places, all alone but its volume increases ever so slightly throughout the day throughout the week until it's a roar deafening me and drowning out everything else i want to find the off switch i want to enjoy the sound of birds chirping i want to hear the way you laugh at my jokes but everything else gets put on mute while I wrestle with the monster in my head
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21/Other/Blueberry Hills
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 8:15 PM UTC
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