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Anxiety and Me

By Ashleylister @ashleylister
Anxiety and Me At four I push myself to the middle of a privet bush. At five I stand frozen at the edge of the swimming pool. At seven I lock the car door at traffic lights, and unlock it when we're moving. At nine I start biting my fingernails. At ten I never put my hand up. At twelve I press my forehead against a radiator and pretend to be ill. At thirteen I run. At fourteen I write my mind into a diary. At fifteen I fracture into a thousand pieces. At sixteen I fail my English oral exam. At seventeen I faint. At eighteen I feel like I'm drowning on dry land. At nineteen I try a cigarette for the first time. At twenty-one I sit in the dark. At twenty-three I start biting my fingernails again. At twenty-four I f**k up my first year exams and forget how to spell 'literature'. At twenty-five I listen to Simon and Garfunkel's I Am a Rock on repeat. At twenty-six I look at an unopened envelope for over three hours. At twenty-seven I feel like an ant in a wind tunnel. At twenty-eight I grind my teeth while I sleep. At twenty-nine I cut myself off from the world. At thirty I start smoking again. Thank you for reading,  Lara Email ThisBlogThis!Share to TwitterShare to Facebook


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