A friend of mine
The worst enemy
An eye opener
A haunting nightmare
A heart breaker
An empathetic friend who reminds me of the core value of our distorted world
A disabling partner for life
It seems to be the worst curse to carry around yet I feel blessed to be a part of it. I have mastered cohabiting with anxiety.
I’ve made a tiny room in my soul for anxiety so it doesn’t feel rejected, and it doesn’t rebel to be heard or be understood because I know it so well.
I know it same as I know the darkest side of my unique and rebelious INNER CHILD.
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