tick…tick…tick…
That’s the faint sound of bombs nestled undisturbed within the wrinkles of my grey brain matter. Waiting for a chain reaction of chemicals and emotions to occur that triggers them to erupt in unison like a grand symphony. My anxiety.
For the last couple of years, I’ve developed a nasty habit of chewing my lip when I’m severely anxious. The…
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