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Anxiety

One moment you are sitting still, the other you're not. The worst moment for anxiety to hit is probably when you least expect it. Can you expect it though? It waits for you to be weak, or to be your happiest self. It strikes when you feel nothing and then your whole world comes collapsing. Anxiety, holds you hostage in your own body. Sucks your soul and keeps it that way, lifeless and unattended. It's the feeling of heat in an air-conditioned room, the dip in your heart while taking a dump, the paralyses induced when you hear about that one trigger that you just discovered is triggering. ANXIETY, the word is enough to render you inactive, perplexed, agitated, sad, and all the other emotions you can't name. This blank document writing itself and bringing within it the anxious scrolling while the heart still dips and beats in tones not understood by me.

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