The Veil of Anxiety. » cut the fluff.
Endlessly rearing it’s ugly ass head yet pretending I am fine. Anxiety. Endlessly making me question my most stable being yet 100% in question. Anxiety. Endlessly feeling the hamster on that fucking wheel in my core but winning the “Oscar”for my acting to look the opposite. Anxiety. Endlessly wondering why my stomach just feels so “weird” while knowing it’s because of nothing more than my nerves. Anxiety. Endlessly wondering why I can’t accomplish jack shit because I am too busy …
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